Went in for the drug test and physical for the gig yesterday. Took an extended lunch from my current job to take care of it rather than wake up early as hell the next day to do it. I rode my bike to the joint cuz it wasn't far. Took the piss test but didn't really need to piss so that took a little bit of time. Then came time for the physical. The first part was quick. Eyesight, hearing, you know, the typical shit. Second part, where I had to strip, took a while cuz the doc who was supposed to check me out was at lunch. They left my ass in a small room as if I was a fucking looney tune and it was freezing up in that bitch. I put my fucking clothes back on after I found out it was gonna be a bit before the doc came back.
When she did show up, she had me bend and touch my feet. I actually touched the fucking floor cuz I'm flexible like that. And she tested me for a hernia. Yep, some not-attractive-at-all white chic had to touch my bare junk and I had to cough. Of course I passed the test completely. That was the first time a chic has touched my shit in a few months. Did I get a rise from it? Nope. That bitch didn't do nothin' for me, man. She told me to pull my pants down and my underwear down to my knees. I obliged. I was laughing on the inside cuz I was doin' the duck walk up in that motherfucker. Good thing my draws didn't have no skid marks, right?
She raised up my right ball and I coughed. Then my left. No big deal to her. It's her job to touch guys' balls. She's probably seen some big ones, small ones, hairy ones, smelly ones. A happy ending woulda been nice even though she wasn't the best lookin' broad. The door was closed and lockable and I was already waitin' a long time, so who woulda knew?
I just saw my homegirl Vanessa who I haven't talked to in months pass me by here at work. Her fucking ass got a job that I wanted but no one ever told me they were fucking hiring. Don't matter now cuz I'm gonna be making more money and do it closer to home in a week or so. While I'm still here, I hope she don't go blabbin' about me to nobody. I'm quiet as a cucumber at work. I don't bother nobody and don't want nobody botherin' me. No one here knows how I really am except her and Dre. Dre keeps his mouth shut. Her? She could either put in a good word for me with these rat bitches around here so I can score with one of them or she could ruin me. Works for me either way cuz truthfully, I could care less. She works on a different account than I do. Here's hoping that she does the former.
Andy dropped by last night to give me some pics and vids from the JPC and MXPW. Gotta edit those and put 'em up and I have other shit too. One thing I haven't had time for lately is my fucking book. Job hunting, cell phone research, video editing, all kinds of shit is stopping me from doing what I need to fucking do. Once I start my new gig, things should calm down and I can start writing again. Not only will I be making more money, but I'll be saving a couple hours of time every day cuz this place is so close to home. Win, win for me.
My fucking portable dvd player crapped out on me last night. Great timing too cuz I had about 3 hours of spare time that got reduced to about an hour and change because of that bullshit. I tossed that bitch in the trash, jacked off, and came on the damn thing to disgrace it like a bukkake whore. No shit! I was gonna jack off anyway. Figured I'd put that nut to some good use for a change since I ain't got no bitch to taste my seed or bust on her face. Let that shitty piece of Polaroid technology know where I'm comin' from and how I was feelin', know what I'm sayin'?
My dvd recorder was at work recordin' SYTYCD and America's Got Talent. I had to hook up my laptop to my tv and watch my recorded shows on dvd that way. Now I gotta go to Target tonight to get some cheap ass, no-name player. I know, I know, you get what you pay for. But it's just a temporary thing anyway cuz I'm gonna get an hdd dvd recorder soon enough. If I had a cam, I'd show ya'll a pic of the player in the trash covered in my man juice next to some chicken bones and snotty paper towels. It got what it deserved.
