So, on Thursday, I was fired. Given the 'pink slip'. Told to get lost. It happens to the best (and the worst) of us. Apparently I upset some people at work who felt upset enough that they wrote letters of complaint to the HR department. Odd considering that people I worked with would use the 'f' word like a comma. Oh well, shit happens I guess. Time to move on. But what a damned inconvenience. Now how must I pay my rent? I'm not about to go selling my skinny ass at the Castro. Well, not just yet. I still have 2 weeks to come up with my rent. But on the 28th? Mmmm, you just might see that skinny ass trawling the streets. Hey, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do, right?
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