Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Sick Of Gettin Fired



























Im so fuckin busy. Gotta job at pathmark. But im tryna bust the fuk outa there for circuit city. nigga im 18 now aint the time to be broke and shit. I got hired for that casheir position which might be in jepordy cuz they said i couldnt get on the registers yet and if i was runnin a bizness I wuldnt wanna be payin sum1 who hasnt been doin their assigned job. But i been havin interviews and shit. Sleep is precious. Im sleepy now just typin this shit. No idea wtf the rant wil be about. I be fallin asleep on the bus to work. 4:30. Now that i think about it. Isnt a cashier a traditionally female positon like a nurse or something? So fuckin busy I aint been back to HL. Damn. My bad son i gotta sleep. Ill be there friday though with my guidance counselor Carlos. Thats gonna be an easy day... other than that pathmark thing. I anit never seen so many pregnant biches in my life. Like goddamn bitches just held they shit open all summer until something took hold. I seen a chick who couldna been no more than 23 wit a newborn in the stroller an the chick is pregnant agian. Now how she gon keep up that weave when her kids need Huggies? (gives in and goes to sleep...)

. . . . . (yawn) A new day and Im fuckin sleepy again. Im bout ta start snortin coke just to stay awake. Nah I'd get addicted to easy. So its like 7:30 this mornin and im sleepin cuz im too lazy to get up even tho my alarm clock rang like four times and its Vicky Wallace from City-As School. (Vicky is a guidance counselor who set me up as an assistant at an art gallery) And what else is she telling me other than I have been quote unquote "dropped" from my resource. How the fuk am i gonna get fired from a non paying job? Damn I know I can be an ass but I'm not that bad. Vicky asks do I have any idea why and I say yeah I knocked over a can of paint onto this carpet runner thingy he had on the floor. I was painting the wall and the paint pole hit the can. So now white gloss is seeping between the cracks and he said he wasnt upset but I could tell. Shit if somebody came in my room and knocked over sum paint I'd knock they chin off they fucking face. So Vicky being the anal asswipe she is says " There's more... Weren't you late by 3 hours?" No jackass I was late by 1 I called in advance and his ass wasn't even there. I had to wait for a fucking hour and a half wit some creepy ass miskitoes. And all the work I did in that muhafuckin gallery nigga should be lickin my toes or sumthin. I used to feel bad for the way the Native Americans had thier land stolen but if they gonna fire me over some fuckin paint I don't give a shit I hope they take every reservation casino you mothafuckas got. I shoulda knew something was up when he would have phone converstaions wit his cat. This is the second job I got fired from. Both of them were non paying. Which makes me a volunteer. YOU CANNOT FIRE A FUCKING VOLUNTEER. Oh well.. I don't usually do this but i couldnt hold it and i took a monster diareah in this dudes bathroom b4 i left. A little going away present. Straigth from the heart. Too bad I flushed...






Oh yeah I finally got on the register at Pathmark. quite frankly i suck and im mad akward at it. i swipe the items mad slowly. Hopefully circuit city will call me back telling me im hired. On the upside Im suposed to go to HL 2morrow so its lookin like a sunshiny day. (Corny. I know)







In my last rant i mentioned some albulms I'd like to see released. The Detox and King Mathers. Dre you old slow ass muthafucka im scared imma get sniped out or some shit before i get to hear it. Any day before death is good. And Em you justa confused ass white boy. I would appreciate it if you released King Mathers so I could sleep at night. And you fucking Fugees. Goddamnit black people can't do shit woitout somebody fuckin it up. Talkin about u want Pras and Wyclef to call you Ms. Hill. Well I want people to address me as Your Royal Holiness but i dont see that shit happenin anytime soon. Get in the goddamn booth before I rip outcho fuckin dreads. Dead ass you really should be takin that medication. Obie you aint never comin out again. Oh well it was good while it lasted and cashis aint comin out either. You cant gangbang forever nigga record the fucking albulm. Stat Quo you punk ass bitch. You at shady and you let 50 go in front of you twice. You was supposed to come out since 03. WTF have you been up to? The strip club aint that much fun. And how the fuk u gon be in the strip club for 4 years when you dead ass broke? And last but not least Lupe Fiasco. Lupe Bitch Ass Fiasco. Talkin about he aint relaesin no more albulms cuz the record industry too shady and trecherous. So what? If mos def and Talib kweli can keep pushin on so can you. It is tru. Record label execs hold the skeleton keys to the deepest darkest pits of the underworld but you cant give up so easy. U abanondoned rappers need a union or something. I now announce Tired Of Ramen Noodles Union Organization. For a nominal fee of a Twinkie a day I will get ur albulm out. Notice I said Out and not Heard. That shit is on you. Wtf I look like? I aint Interscope.

1 comment:

Quarius said...

Ya know, It already been written in stone that u cannot be the president of the U.S. or the teacher of the shittiest school in existence but lets add one thing to that list. You cannot be the CEO/owner/head of Tired Of Ramen Noodles Union Organization. Just no bitch, just no....