First off, as soon as my husband goes back to actual work I will start the Thursday Movie Review. Til then its a battle of remote control power.
The only that seems remotely interesting is that my boss called me really early in the morning telling me I had to get a drug test today.
Yep me! I have been randomly selected. I am highly suspicious. What do they hope to find?
That when I get home I am raging coke addict? That I have the need for speed? That I am warping through time with acid trips? That I channel Alice in Wonderland with my shrooms?
Usually the random drug testing is for the guys in the field because they are around children and schools. I am around old people. Christian, stick up their ass, republicans! All day long. I have no issues with Christians or old people, and republicans knows where all the best hookers are! Just when they are a combination of all three…. it starts to get annoying. So if they do see some alcohol in my blood stream they can’t blame me!!
I know I am gonna pass the drug test… with fucking flying colors!!! I don’t do drugs. Mostly because I don’t know where to score any but also because I just don’t drugs. Wow I suddenly got depressed. I need to make some hippie friends.
And I totally suck at peeing in a cup. First off I have to always force myself to pee! And my aim is for shit. This is when being a dude would be awesome. Dudes have their built in faucets. Us women we got a fucking sprinkler system. You turn that shit on and its getting the lawn wet for sure!!!
Peeing in a cup deserves a medal.
Congrats you successfully peed in the cup and not the seat or the floor!! Here is a bronze medal of urination!!
Honestly these bosses of mine are gonna have to let me go some other way.
So far this two and half months I have been late everyday.
I spend a lot of time on Twitter. But I still manage to get shit done and then some.
However if they did fire me, I could sleep in!!! Every fucking day! And I could like totally Tweet and blog all day. And I could lay in bed all day. And I could, and I could, and I could …. really its endless!!!
But I gotta work. Damnit, and I don’t wanna say never but these people could never fire me.
I am their bread and butter. They need me. I am the only person who has been here long enough to put up with their crap!!
Damnit…. I may need to sabotage. It’s just I am soooooooo lazy.