Hola. I am muy drunk. You have may wondered by why I did not write and it is because the man has kept me down this week. "Short staffed" is what they call it , but I call it being kept down by trhe white man. The white man.
"Take one for the team."
You know what? STick it up your ass Rick. You take one for the team, hijo de una puta.
"Come on man, you have to show your people how it's done."
You know what, Rick? I will kill you! I will stomp on your face until you plead with your white New Jersey family to take you back to the basement. Don't flash that fancy assistant manager badge around me, white man.
"We have to wear many hats."
Fuck you and your hats. I don't wear hats. I am Latino and have amazing hair. IT IS NOT mi fault that you have shitty hair from your Irish ancestors. Don't be doing that tap dancing around me. I will beat you!!!
"Corporate is coming down on me."
Corporate is coming down on you because you are a douche. You are the douche of all douches. You aren't even given the bag. I hate you and hope you die a sad earmuffless death.
Note to self (Written the next morning) Don't drink and blog. I won't change my original posting because it truly is ridiculous and pathetic, but I would like my parole officer to know that the wishing of death on anyone is solamente said in jest. I love all people. Except for Argentineans.