hate it.. seriously... wads up wit working when u already made a fucking promise,, y have to blow it.. even a simple request u cant do it... so wad if ther;s not enuf ple.. its nt ur resto... i dun gv a shit either when habil msg mi beg mi to work... i still insist n stick to my plan... isnt he tired? to b working everydae... to av to wake up early in the morning... if he doesnt work on sat well at least he can slp longer... to rest... ya resting my ass,,, its like as though ther are paying him wit gold bars or sumting...
u cant compare mi wit u ass... my workplace is nt busy on sat we dun run ard perspiring n smell curry... ur place... hell tink abt it.. when ple walked pass u... strait awaty they thought u work in the kitchen.. thers this fusty and pungent smell... yuck... its all concentrate on the fae n clothes... so ucky how am i able to kiss him? to even get close to him... pls pls just fire him
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