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A Normal Day for the OSH Pickup Department Employee

I am one of the many OSH grunts.
I get paid to please every single cunt.
Every single stupid cunt customer that wants to buy heavy shit.
The cashiers will tell them, " Go to pick up and they will handle it."
They drive their car into my department and the ring of the buzzer will go.
That's when I get up from relaxing to go and help some stupid ho.
I motion for him to drive up to my gate.
His stupidity was starting to get me irate.
He finally pulls up to me and I start to load bags of cement into his Chevy.
The mother fucker had the nerve to ask me, "If the bags we heavy?"
I said no, as I was struggling with the bags that he bought.
They only weigh 80 pounds each dip shit, is what I thought.
So, I just faked a smile to hide my rage.
I can't believe I'm busting my ass for minimum wage.
Now, I'm cleaning out the storage shed, working as I dwell.
Thinking about how much I hate my job, Then I heard the bell.
Buzz, buzz, buzz. Ring, ring, ring.
I drop the broom and went to go do my thing.
An Asian guy was there because he had ordered a bunch of tan brick.
He ordered a hundred of them and wanted me to put in his car very quick.
I just took my time on my lifts and my dips.
Because, I know that Asian guys never give tips.
Now, I was finished and I wanted just to sit my ass down.
And, there my ass will sit, until I have to help another clown.
I have another couple of hours until it's the end of my shift.
So, I decided to do some donuts using the store's forklifts.
Going in circles over and over began to get me dizzy.
Oh shit! The manager was coming. I better look busy.
She told me, " Garden department needs a case of garden gnomes."
Well I told her," Oh well, that's too bad because I'm going home."
I'm all clocked out and I'm glad it's the end of the day.
I can't wait to go home and look for another job, because this one is gay!