Thrillho
Inspektor Herring
Honourable mention for surviving on leaves and compost inside the stomach of an accommodating bear
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Post by Thrillho on Dec 18, 2010 18:58:47 GMT 10
Has something taken your goat without asking politely? Something made you double-take and go "BWWUUH?"? Are you simply an angry individual wanting to scream at all the things that confuse you on this Earthly orb rather than trying to understand them?
Smash your head against the padded walls of this thread and have a rant before you express your frustrations via a neighbour's cat and an air rifle.
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Post by p1cklepepperpiper on Dec 27, 2010 17:02:55 GMT 10
My resignation letter to McDonald's. Needless to say, I was fired two weeks later: Despite being the corporate embodiment of evil, hell-bent on gurning out fat people to destabalise the planet (literally), McDonald's isn't all that bad, really. But you almost immediately have to retract that statement after encountering the scum that work there - crack whore teens failing their prevocational maths studies in whom you are expected to entrust your money and cooking of meat with (think about that next time you shove a Quarter Pounder into your greedy maw). These junkies are overseen only by managers who, due to extended years from working with the fast food giant, are more or less* fast food giants themselves. That's all in fun, of course, and most McDonald's employees will laugh off such impertinence before skulking off to the bathroom to crack some amyls under their nose ring/s. Mention this to the more enterprising workers, however, and they'll genuinely be offended and fire your ass (trust me). You'll find these people presiding over other workers and critiquing them on their ability to boil dessicated chicken in vats of oil. I wouldn't normally be opposed to such examples of quality control, but the bit that irks my goat is the awarding of badges to congratulate workers in fields of excellence. Find yourself particularly skilled at removing the scent of absinthe vomit from your pants? You get a badge. Able to distinguish whether a $50 note is not ripped down the middle? You get a badge. It's a sick, twisted effort on part of McDonald's employers to trick workers into working to prove themselves worthy of worth, in an exercise that is ultimately worthless and far too much work. Giant corporations that conduct their business in a manner not unlike a Brownie's camp? INTO THE BIN! *whipcrack* -PPP *they quite definitely fall into the former catergory
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