Tuesday, June 17, 2003

Today is the reason I often entertain the thought of becoming a paid assassin.

I'm not gonna get way into it, cause hey, it's just part of my job. But really, when I tell you our procedures, don't argue. Don't tell me I'm wrong. I work for the company, not you. Isn't that simple? You ask the question, I give you the answer. If you know the answer, don't ask the fucking question. I'm really to freakin' busy to play that game. Honest. I'm not shitting you. And don't think I'm gonna get all nervous if you ask for my full name, cause I'm gonna spell it out nice and slow for you. Sure I'll tell you the name of my supervisor, in fact, here's the name of my manager too. Check me out, I'm shakin' in my boots. Fucker. Now stop wasting my time. Go play in traffic.