Just call me

Just call me Tommy because that deaf, dumb, blind kid sure plays mean pinball. My phone number is 867-5309.

Maybe my time being a leader is done. I'm tired of a company's problems being my problems.
I'm tired of dealing with Spanish speakers. Mexicans. Puerto Ricans. Guatamalans. Cubans. Dominicans. Colombians. Whatever. Who cares?!?!? Stay in your own country. Was is it such a problem to say that? Because America is a nation of immigrants? At least the immigrants of yesteryear learned how to speak English. These Spanish people don't want anything to do with a gringo.

I'm also tired of playing Where's Waldo for every other car part. Either people aren't stocking improperly or there's a ton of shrink.

Speaking of fraud, it's the middle of February and they have already found 1700 dollars of empty retail packaging on the sales floor. People steal tools and sockets. Drain plugs. Lightbulbs. Fasteners. And whatever else isn't bolted to the floor.

I was told to take the deposit to the bank. I should have asked which car am I driving because I shouldn't drive my car to do company business. If I have a wreck do you really think the company is going to care or do anything about it?

I sold a 10 dollar lightbulb. Some dude wanted it installed. I spent the next 30 minutes installing a 10 dollar lightbulb. Surrender your man card. Providing good customer service? Because the dummy that can't change a lightbulb is later going to buy an engine from us because we installed a light bulb…..

This place is for losers and low lifes. But I need a job and they offered me one. Know your worth. I don't have any.