I HATE MY JOB.
Ill try to sum it up first by telling you about the people i work with:
first there is a supermodel wannabe chick. she's pretty hot, but completely useless. She is constantly redoing her makeup or fixing her hair. She is extremely self centered and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone else. She is as dumb as a box of rocks and i find it surprising that she has enough brain power to breathe.
The next girl is the opposite, she might be one of the smartest people on earth. Her career opportunities are endless, but shes still here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. Im not sure she even showers, much less shaves her "womanly" parts. I think she might be a lesbian though, because every time we drive by a hardware store, she moans like a cat in heat.
But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the loving stoner.
This guy is more than just your average pothead, in fact, he is baked before, during, and im sure after work. HE hasnt been sober in the last 10 years, and hes on 22. He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the 1960's, and to make it worse, he brings his DOG to work. Every loving day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think its trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops and McDonalds and Burger King, every single loving day.
Anyway, I drive these forgettards around in my van and we solve mysteries and stuff.
