so since i took yesterday off, some people had to do my job. heh heh.. and the big boss spent his entire afternoon trying to diagnose why the loader wouldn't start... he got so frustrated with it, after ordering a thousand dollars worth of parts and leaving early, he called in sick today."the stress of yesterday has made me sick." he said.
yeah, fuck you in the ass with my torque wrench... too much stress from one afternoons worth of my work... pussy.
we got two of our trucks back Monday morning that i had sent out to have fixed due to the fact that these ass monkeys break shit faster than i can fix it. one truck came out to over nineteen hundred dollars of work. someone said "my that's an awful lot of money..." i cut them short and reminded them about "how i don't cost this company money.... i save it."
anyways, i haven't had any time to reply to all my comments and welcome the new readers! i will get there i promise! perhaps later today, but I'm out in the yard fixing the tractor they broke last week!
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Bunch o'pussies! Let's see your boss do your job for a whole week.
Still waiting to hear how the Beauster's doing.....you have some worried friends out here.
goob, yes yes... sorry bout that!
beautard is doing great... he seems to have this new weird thing going on... last night he kept coming up stairs looking at me in my bed room and going back downstairs to his bed. he must have done that about fifteen times before i got up and gave him a pat and told him everything is all right and he needn't check on me so much... instead of going back downstairs to his bed he bunched up all my dirty laundry on the floor into a pile and slept there... im not sure what he got himself into to do all that damage but we did have a mountain lion down the road from us the day before break into someones house and chase their cat... id find a link to our local paper, but im supposed to outside working... anyways... see we have TWO INSIDE DOGS, who live inside twenty hours a day. and we let them out in the mornings for their unsupervised twenty minutes of poop and pee time on our TEN ACRES of private property... which is surrounded by hundreds of square miles of wild forests and vegetation.... so when we do let them out its like "hells bells" and "fuck yeah we are outta heres" for those boys. until we get home and then they get out again for a couple of hours while we put around in the yard and such...
whew... felt like i was ranting there... my bad... anyways, he is doing good. almost sixty stitches and lots of weepy wounds and punctures... but he is charging like a high school football player whose girlfriend told him hed get a blow job if they won the game!!!
thanks for the concern!!!
sorry random chic... yeah and i'll bet i'll have half an ass to sit on tomorrow when he does show up for work and is all better and feeling his boss-a-tude back... meh, i can never win... hahahahaaaaa...
...wonder if Suz read your comment...LOL
im sure...
Only shows yoru worth to the boss.
I think you need a raise ;)
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