what?!?!?!

I ate vagina brittle, and didn't get the damn job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

interview...and if you are sensitive don't read

it has been a while! So I finally had my interview. I arrive a little early. I go into the bathroom. There are 2 stalls and 2 sinks. This is important. As I am TCB someone else comes in and occupies the other stall. I leave and WASH MY HANDS. As we all do when leaving the bathroom, right? Well, out comes the person interviewing me. She tells me where we are meeting and leaves. Yep, that is right, no washing. Gross. So I go in and she offers me peanut brittle...which I love and can't say no to. Do I say sure...no. Do I say I am fine thanks...no. I say I LOVE peanut brittle. And she offers it to me. The piece in her hand. Her right hand. The one that she wiped her cooter with and then didn't wash. The one that is now infesting the peanut brittle in my hands. And I am in an interview...and I ate it. I have pussy in my stomach and I hate myself.

I better get this damn job.

hooray!

So, my boss offered me a promotion. It is true. We had a meeting at the district office and she told me that they were creating a new position and they want to give it to me. Perhaps they aren't totally crazy up in that joint!