Thursday, January 10, 2008

 

Say goodbye, say goodbye to hollywood.

FUCK YEAH!!!!

Fuck you quality event hire, fuck you and your marquees, fuck you fed square, fuck you 12-16-24 hour shifts, fuck you working in the rain, fuck you working in the sun and most of all, FUCK YOU MARCUS.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...

:)


So, i got my job, at jaguar. 95% certain, gotta go in on monday and have another interview but he said they want to put me on and basically said i have it.

Things seem to just be working for a change.

I only worked half monday and between going home and going to nats i applied for the job, and within 4 hours i got the call for an interview the next day (cause i was given the day off work already). So i went in and all was good but i couldnt scope if there was interest, but the next day at work the dude called up the office, and marcus and tracy arent there till tomorrow so lyn gave my reference and said she couldnt reccomend me any higher, better than what marcus would say, (cunt). So, then today he called me while i was at work and said we want you to come in tomorrow at 10, were pretty keen on putting you on. So i thought, sweet, i dont start work till 930pm, so it gives me all day to go in and mess around. Altho he's changed it to monday, but thats cool. Means i can take monday off too. :>

But everything seems so planned out, its like i get time off work and people call me, and ask to see me on days im already having off. Its like somethings finally going right in my world.

So, all thats left to say, is FUCK YEAH!!! ... and the obligatory, Fuck you marcus you slimy blonde headded faggot money hungry piece of shit bunion on the arsehole of society , i hope your business goes bankrupt and i hope youre fucked for australia day and all of february.

I might actually have a birthday this year!!!

Im going to find it hard to not abuse him and get narky when i quit on monday. I really want to throw it back in his face and treat him like the piece of shit hes treated me like for 2 years.

Things can only get better...

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