losing my little plastic name tag which lets people know that i indeed work here and that I got fucking spunk, i went to work assuming a company such as the one i work for would easily provide a replacement.

they didn't

instead they delved into the "fired people's name tags which we keep" (why?) and procured me a "replacement".


"you're myaid today vic", my supervisor said (pronounced sooo-per viz-or) , i mean ( my - eed ) anyway...
the name is middle eastern, I think, the kid said he was lebanese or something before they canned his ass.

the point of this? there is none.




wait yea, i got dirty looks from jews.