Meanwhile, Cid is taking up employment at a local day care center. He takes
a good look around, watching the kids running around and playing.
The female supervisor approached him and said, "Are you nervous? This IS your first day, after all."
Cid gave her a strange look, "Me? Nervous? Hell, no! I baby-sat before, that sh*t ain't hard at all."
The woman frowned with disapproval, "Mr. Highwind, could you please avoid using that harsh language around the children?"
Cid raised an eyebrow, "What f*ckin' harsh language?"
The woman glared, "That!"
Cid still looked dumbfounded, "I'm sorry, but I don't know what the f*ck yer talkin' about, lady."
The woman looked at Cid and lowered her voice so the kids couldn't hear, "I don't allow the words 'f*ck' or 'sh*t' to be spoken in here."
Cid's eyebrow lowered, "Oh. Well, how about 'bitch'? Cuz that's what the hell you're actin' like! An uppity, damned uptight b*tch!"
The woman gasped, "Well, same to you, you...you....F*CKING JACKASS!!!"
Suddenly, all the kids turned around and stopped EVERYTHING the were doing to look at the woman in surprise. Those who didn't stare in shock, began to cry.
Cid looked at the woman and shook his finger at her mockingly, "Such language, miss." The woman began to scream in frustration and began to frantically tear her hair out. Cid smirked as he whipped out a cigarette and stuck it into the side of his mouth. He lit it up on his way out the door. "Hehe, I love doin' that."
The female supervisor approached him and said, "Are you nervous? This IS your first day, after all."
Cid gave her a strange look, "Me? Nervous? Hell, no! I baby-sat before, that sh*t ain't hard at all."
The woman frowned with disapproval, "Mr. Highwind, could you please avoid using that harsh language around the children?"
Cid raised an eyebrow, "What f*ckin' harsh language?"
The woman glared, "That!"
Cid still looked dumbfounded, "I'm sorry, but I don't know what the f*ck yer talkin' about, lady."
The woman looked at Cid and lowered her voice so the kids couldn't hear, "I don't allow the words 'f*ck' or 'sh*t' to be spoken in here."
Cid's eyebrow lowered, "Oh. Well, how about 'bitch'? Cuz that's what the hell you're actin' like! An uppity, damned uptight b*tch!"
The woman gasped, "Well, same to you, you...you....F*CKING JACKASS!!!"
Suddenly, all the kids turned around and stopped EVERYTHING the were doing to look at the woman in surprise. Those who didn't stare in shock, began to cry.
Cid looked at the woman and shook his finger at her mockingly, "Such language, miss." The woman began to scream in frustration and began to frantically tear her hair out. Cid smirked as he whipped out a cigarette and stuck it into the side of his mouth. He lit it up on his way out the door. "Hehe, I love doin' that."