Sunday, September 03, 2006

Long Live the Revolution!

I only celebrate 2 religious holidays a year. May Day and Labor Day.

I will be working my religious holiday this year.

I don't work Mondays normally, so I didn't think to ask for it off.

So of course I got scheduled on Labor Day.

"I just treated it like any other day." Answered M&M when I asked her about why I was working the only day working people shouldn't have to.

Of course you did. Why not? Just like I treat the fact that I have been disfigured* and disabled** as just a "regular part of working for the capitalist pigs."

Lucky for me though, this is PalmGhetto. So a regular workday is never just a "regular workday." Instead of spending my holiday trying to avoid chanting pro-union songs all day (I don't know any lyrics), I can spend the day trying to avoid white trash conversations at my lunchtime locker.

The following conversation is not verbatim:

After informing me that the "Bitch in the register next to me" better "watch her ass" mostly because "she is talking a lot of shit," I overhear the middle aged cashier on her cell telling her prospects that she "had a little something if you are interested."

Next she busts out with her "tabs" and asks if I needed any. I politely declined and mentioned I'd rather continue to vomit up my own blood up instead.

* I hesitate to place a picture of the hideous scar on the lower half of my thumb which I received from scraping it against the trash can bin.

** I've been vomiting liters of blood from all the Aleve I've been taking for the back pain I incurred whilst mopping an entire bakery floor with a kitchen sized mop.


Knows It All said...

Well, bitches that talk a lot of shit should watch their ass. Trust me.

Damn, I miss my ghetto roots. Your store hiring?

drugnazi said...

Comrade, try a Maalox chaser and some Zantac or Pepcid AC with your Aleve, although if your stomach is bleeding you should give it a rest. Substitute some Tylenol when you can, as it's easier on your stomach.

romiustexis said...

Knows it all:

My store is always hiring. The sixteen year old's Mom just got hired. Dammn.


Thanks for the tip! The Stomach is not bleeding ...yet...!!!