New Jobby
And I don't mean techniques for blowing
I quit Bacino's. Yay!! I fucking hate that hell hole. It is hands down the shittiest place I have ever worked, besides when I was a funeral makeup artist for babies who had died in the microwave. I did get a lot of free food/wine though. The funeral parlor only gave me free fermaldehyde to dip my cigarettes in. What a buzz.
My new job's at this bar/restaurant called in the fairest field of all, Brookfield. The owner is a CREEP though. Since I go there twice a week he felt the liberty to tell me that he was masturbating in his car one morning eating pancakes while I was setting up the outside tables at Bacino's. Ummm, Thanks?
He is a pig. My "interview" consisted of him rambling about nothing that had to do with the job and blatently staring at my tits several times. Afterwards I was having a drink with Dacia and he wouldn't stop talking about all these women that have been obsessed with him. Wow- that must mean he's really good in bed. Right.
Well, I guess there's only one thing I should do before my first day tomorrow and that's to let him dead horse me after I "pass out" at the bar. God do I love faking sleep for rape.
posted by Tommie Shefsky @ 4:28 PM
4 Comments:
God Katie, it's like a guy can't blatently jack off and stare at your girls anymore. Sounds like you went all 'Hollywood'.
That's Hollywood, Brookfield.
Congrats at quitting Bacino's!
you should become a comedian. that was the funniest thing i've read in weeks. i want you inside me.
you better hope your boss doesn't have internet access...but bacino's does have a waitress wanted sign posted, right?
Hey there Tommie, you sound like you are probably a big fat girl and don't get many dates. I am going to bet that you will spend the New Year looking for a new job. Heads up, honey, this is not the way to make friends.
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