|you talkin to me?
||[Feb. 10th, 2006|07:06 pm]
well hooray! funny way to start out an entry about getting fired from my job, no? just wait.. ok, so i got fired from my job on wednesday. i got hired in december at a factory called deutsch, they make connectors for things like computers, cars, planes, space shuttles, and bombs. yeah, the kind of bombs that kill people. needless to say i had a bit of a moral problem working for, well, i call people who make bombs warmongers. fair enough? anyhow, they fired me because i was hideously ill with some awful stomach virus, went to the hospital, got a note for two days off work, brought in my note only to be given my last check. they don't accept doctor's notes until you've been there a year. a year! so they let me go, the bastards. but hey, screw 'em, cause today i got hired as a taxi driver. hell yeah! i've always wanted to drive a cab, it's sort of the ideal job for a gal who can't lift anything for shit anymore, bad back and all. so, here's to a new career. need a ride?