Let me make it plain, got to make way for the homo-superior.

I can't decide whether the folk on The Agency are putting on a show or if they are really that crazy.
We're talking, like... sing-it crazy.
"Crrrray-zeeee!"
I guess the show we be pretty boring if it didn't have it's alcoholic drama queens but nobody is that ridiculous.

I think I should make it known that this weekend Wild Hogs was the most popular movie at the theater and Zodiac did not do as well as we had anticipated.
Mark this day off on your calendars, Americans are so depressing.
They're also rude; I'm wondering when exactly it became OK to be rude to people in entry-level jobs.
I know it seems like we're beneath and working for you but in reality, we're in charge of your food and your tickets. We don't have to make it correctly for you if choose to patronize us in such a way. We could easily screw it up and charge you extra without you knowing.
I don't do it because I'm a better person than that but GOD, lately I have wanted to.
Most of us are bitter and sarcastic because adults automatically assume we're stupid and going to screw up the order. The job isn't difficult, a monkey could do it without any help (and probably better than half of the employees), but it's difficult to perform it correctly when an adult adopts a voice that turns us into third graders.
Well, if you're going to assume we're as ignorant as a third grader then we're just going to have to perform the job as third graders.
You dug your grave now you're going to lie in it with crumbs of soggy popcorn and too much ice in your drink.
It was you're choice, not mine.




























I think I'll just end it there.