Hardcore

So Much For One Fucking Day Off

Today is my first day off in eleven fucking days. I started out getting phone calls at 7:09AM and it didn’t stop until just a few minutes ago. Neither the relief manager who was running my Bremen store or the manager in training that was running my Temple store bothered to fucking show up or…Read more

tika tika tick…

When I am writing a bunch that’s the sound my wife makes. I don’t exactly type. It’s more like I bang the keyboard to death. I can take one of those extremely quiet keyboards and make it sound like an instrument of torture. I type so-so. I used to do the two fingered typing although…Read more