Clearly the most fucked up thing about my old job was that although it clearly stated that I was to be working 5.5 days a week, I HAD to work 7 days a week!!! Its because those cunt sucking maggots planned all their Company (more like a fucking joke) events on Saturday and Sunday and attendance as early as 6.30 am on most occasions were compulsory!!! This resulted in the situation below:
To compound the tuhlan factor most of these “events” n(fuck I think I should refer to them as farces instead as it would be a more honest and accurate description) required lots of travelling. So not only did I have to work like a dog but I also had to travel like a fucking migratory animal… A lesser man would have killed himself after a year but I survived more than 2.5 years… The masses should worship me for my hardcore endurance…
2 comments:
wow 6.30am events, really gilar man
you have no idea man... it was like that almost every week...
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