I lost my storeman this week. The downside is I have to work a little harder because I don't have a storeman. The upside is he was lazy, grumpy friend of gangsters who left me firing in a barrage of verbal abuse and mockery. Once I get over the irony of being called a d***head by someone who told me to stop using "big words" because I said "vilify", I'll pop some champagne.
Funnily enough, not two minutes after he stormed out the door, the place suddenly looked tidier.
I'm now hiring again. I'll only hire narcissists, psychopaths, people in therapy/anger management classes, ex criminals, terrorist sympathisers, or Jehovah's Witnesses. I don't know if it's my judgement of character, or just the Melbourne west.
Perhaps I could hire this person; the lesbian Asian bus driver who was fired by the council after she wrote a note calling some commuters "spear chuckers with prams".
Wow. A racist, Asian homosexual public servant. I don't think I could put it any better than the columnist who said I pity the thought police who have to untangle that discrimination spaghetti.
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