Chapter Three: The Corn-Holing Continues

They have finally got around to training me on the duties of a key-holder. So I expected to gain a few more hours, this was not to be. My hours got cut back, of course, for them to finish training the new girl who has the job that I was told would be mine five months ago. To make matters worse, the new girl is a severely bossy, retardly religious, white girl who thinks she is black and will only date black men, despite having a bastard child with a black man who beat her and smoked weed every day of his life.

Despite the fact that I have been employed by the company four months longer than her, the new girl acts like she is in charge of me. This is not the way, of course, no one commands Mr. Attitude but Attitude, and Attitude does not fucking approve! (Ha! That doesn�t make much sense, but it is fun to say aloud.)