I hate my job
My name is Ian some of you know me as Lil-Ctec, this is my chapter and if you don't like it bite me.
"I WANT MORE BUTTER !" screamed a little girl in front of me.
"Listen, I don't have any butter I just got popcorn and sodas right now," I say to the little brat with a twitch.
"I WANT MORE NOW!" she screams even louder. I look down at her and hold back the urge to through her in front of a zombie at the front gate. I here what sounds like relentless zombie slaughter and take her with me before there all dead.
"Kain, those zombies aren't yours, stop killing them," Kain stops stabbing a zombie and walks away muttering. "And you little girl step away from him before he eats you."
The little girl is still kicking a zombie in the knee and yells back "My dad says I don't have to listen to you and that if you bother me I can scream "rape" as loud as I want,"
I stare at her for a second cuss a bit and leave her there.
I think she's dead or something I don't really care anymore (curse you short attention span)
I go back to my little trey of popcorn and walk across throwing popcorn to various authors so they don't yell at me for not having them in my chapter. (note I said to not at. Please don't kill me!) I leave when my shift is over and let that creepy guy named bubba take over the stand.
The speakers have turned on and Flying ferret says "due to elder gods stupidity the race has been postponed ," I here some boos and cursing and stop caring again. "I can fix this," I walk up to the elder god and poke him in the eye "Cheer up you never had legs you're a god that's a trade off," I poke him in the eye again "you got 20 minutes to get your but out there and be our track and if you ain't out there I'm coming back with salt a bat and hand sanitizer." (no I'm not stopping if you don't get it ask your teacher what cleaning alcohol does to your eyes if you drop it in them) He complain and gets out there again and FFF says on the loudspeaker "do to unnecessary violence the race will begin shortly."
I Love my job