>>1639Not to mention, i like the super market
It has stuff i like
Like yum yums. I remember working Wal-Mart and would just eat breakfast there. Skittles and monster coffee. That was my breakfast and i liked it. No twat mom to tell me that isn't a meal.
I liked organizing the aisles. I put this box on the shelf. No faggot boss is gonna go out of their way to tell me I'm putting it on the shelf wrong (some will still try…) There's no optics over how i put cereal on the aisle shelf. Ain't noone gonna be sued because the cereal called someone a racial slur or pushed them. (I might though lol)
Same even with cleaning. I mean people are nasty, but cleaning up aisles is fine. Oh your kid vomited? Thats ok. His diet is composed of sunshine, lollipops, and the belief that there's still good in the world. He doesn't goon all day, pretend to be a femboy "not like other girls teehee" than ghost you the minute he gets your cum like a fucking succubus demon. This is why LGBT face violence, this is why Jeffrey Dahmer existed.
Work isn't what makes jobs unbearable…people are.
Not some random ass customer.
Not someone bringing in their cute little dog.
Not even some belligerent crackhead.
The people I see every mother fucking day and still gotta argue with, deal with gas lighting and downright lies. I guess the "we're like a family" part is true. So like family I'm not above throwing a beer bottle at them and pulling their hair out.