Allergic to Work

My latest role was awful, so I chucked it in. I had a really big boofy meat-head boss, Jason, "He and the mrs has two kids, a boy and a girl."

But everyone seemed to live in fear of muscles. He was gruff. Monosyllabic answers. I couldn't help but notice how he packed his slacks.

I was in the urinal one day when he came in, I had to look. He wrestle with it to get it out, all the time talking to me. He wanted me to see it, the big-dicked boss. When he looked down, I looked, it was massive, as I suspected. He kind of shook it around when he was finished, just in case I didn't get to see it. One big hooded monster.

But he knew shit, I could see he wanted me to take over and clean up the department, no thanks.

So I chucked it in.

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