  I seemed to have forgoten how good it feels to have a job and then I remember how much it sucks. I've been working for 3 days now and it's an easy job and what not but......but.................... it puts a cramp on the life I love-d and worship.
The life of sleeping till 2 and then doing absolutely nothing till 10, everyone has been there once or twice, I really miss it already and it's only been 3 days. Well today was a short test in embarrasment, here is the scene, it's 9:45 am and an evil little man that dosen't know english is mopping the floors, I slowly walk to the top of a 2 step high platform do some odd jobs and proceed to walk down. I place my foot on the first step and I took noticed that the step was soaked an I should be carefull, I step on the floor and my right leg starts to slide and I begin to do the splits. I try and keep my legs from parting in opposite ways and start to flail my legs and arms furiously, The thought in my head was that if I do the splits the odd's of my tight ass kahki's ripping and exposing my droors where pretty good so thats why I began to flail.
I fall back on my hip and my knee slams into the floor, my head hits the floor as well. I lay there yelling "OH GOD OH GOD" for a good 20 seconds and then I realize that a few people were looking at me and gawking at my pain, at that moment I wanted to die and kill at the same time. As if slamming key bones on to the floor wasn't enough pain for me The fall decided to leave my freshly pressed and washed kahki's scuffed with some sort of black grime or something of that nature.
I had to walk around the whole day with black streaks on my ass due to some watery steps. I should fake an injury and claim some workmans comp, free money cause we all know employment is for the birds. ( In a cool urlLink Bob Nanna voice) Run for your life The ride is on fire All in tune All of this abandon I can barely stand it All in tune. 
