"Excuse me sir,i aksed for extra butter-milk ranch..."
Fuck...this grade A doucher won't quit staring at me...
"Oh yea...here!" I pass him 3 small containers of ranch dressing..
We make the ranch dressing in the store..
and little does mr.d-bagger know the milk we use is 1 week expired...
Swallow some-a that posion milk sauce down your duck sucker!

I do all kinds of things to people's food that wouldn't be exactly health code friendly...
I rarely wash my hands and most of the time you see me washing them,im just faking it!

...My boss is saying something to me,but the oxycontin i snorted before work is making my head feel a little thick..
I see his lips move,but can only make out every 2 and 1/2 words outta every 10..
Through some of his hand gestures i gather he wants me to clean the grease trap again...
The grease trap is a 4 foot hole in the ground of our kitchen filled with water and swiming with random-ness..
We call the grease trap the "HONEY HOLE"...
I've actually poured some of that groovy gravy on someone's ruben sandwhich...
They seemed to enjoy it!

My eyes stray to the clock on the wall...
2:01pm My break is in 14 minutes and i really wanna go enjoy a wank session in the employee restroom..