Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Fake Community Service Hours Paper

Confessions (I think 07)

Sometimes I make terrible, but somehow always escaping from my hands. You know, if I can help and run to the software side I do, and they really enjoy it but when I count around here.

I went to buy a Coca Cola two-liter four and I was missing one peso fifty gave me a liter and a quarter. What head should be a Coca Cola One liter costs $ 7.50 and one containing the double cost $ 9? We're all mad in this country! Well

. Separate issue. Remember when I complained that guy who wanted to sell an English course? Remember I said "do not know why people accept that kind of job where people yell at you, insults you, pushes you and you remember your mother, your grandmother, your parrot and duck."? Guess who dropped her spit in the face!

I will not say where I work as a promoter because I know them too well to know they were going to ask a thousand things. Among them my phone number, of course. But so I have to be afraid to yell at me, insult me, push me and remember my mother, my grandmother, my parrot and duck, especially carrying a camera to record the moment, which is more likely.

After that, the dog that found me in the nursery and chewed:

* Two headbands hair.
* A T-shirt.
* A fit (he left the hole in one buttock)
* A book (which is not expensive to mine and it is worse)
* Plants: Malbon, Potus and Jasmine that I gave her my mother.
* A pillow and blanket.
* A headset that was a fucking.
* The new kittens home. As

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