I got fired from my lucrative cocktail waitressing job in a SCAM, which I didn't really like anyway, due to the clientele. Just to make ends meet (read: just to pay for my outrageous weed habit and a few bills while not paying rent to my struggling mother
) I took a job as a baker in a fucking cafeteria style American buffet. This job has been a living hell - working five times as hard for minumum wage and no tips. I've been there for two grueling months. Well, my hard work and braving the rejection paid off - I finally got hired at an upscale, busy restaurant. It's brand new! Not only will I be serving and making excellent money in tips, but the manager siad she's like to have me promoted to management by April!
It's about damn time my skills were recognized.
In addition to this wonderful news, my mother purchased her first house. Now I can actually help her again, help pay the mortgage! It is a much larger, nicer house than we are currently in - one block away from my dealer/chick I want to make out with! How convenient.
I sleep on the couch here and I don't even have my own bedroom. Now I will have that plus a huge rec room to party in!!! Since there will be no landlord I am going to grow.So I'm feeling quite naturally high, and what do you know - it's time to celebrate with a huge bowl!!! Things couldn't get much better.
Maybe if I didn't respect you so much. Congrats, good luck at work and go for that management!
making out with ur dealer's chick, or is ur dealer a chick u wanna make out with?