Anyway, my first day went well. It reminded me of the day that I got fired before. I was having a bad day that particular morning, and the fact that the dude on my right was basting in his own gravy and the B.O. would have knocked Mike Tyson out didn�t help much. Then the dude on the left started fondling me, and after about 10 minutes I became upset, so I took it out on the next customer. I am sure you are all familiar with what happened next. A series of karate kicks, an air conditioner in the face, and a telephone in the mouth, and that was all my idea. We rained blows upon him like Pam Anderson at a white trash rock concert.

I am really excited about working there again. I will get to play all of my old tricks on people, like urinating in the free coffee, and urinating in the water fountain, and urinating on the C.D. cases when they come in, and basically urinating on anything and everything I can find. Yeah, how could they have had the nerve to fire me before?