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So yeah, I had to take a drug test because of an injury from my job. (infected finger) ...and they found pot in my bloodstream. lol

So, Im assuming I have to attend some stupid Rehab meeting now. In the state of RI, they cant fire you but have to provide this. Rehab, wtf...lol...it just keeps getting better.
 
Well obviously if you smoke pot you're totally irresponsible and a danger to all your coworkers, and that was likely the cause of your injury. :loco:

At least they can't fire you, but what the hell, just slide in that little drug test in with the normal bloodwork?
 
The middle of the Angels lineup were all suffering injuries!


We are in between innings so I'll make this brief. This chick essentially cost Carlos and I our jobs at Universal Studios. She also went out with Mike Bain on several dates over a year ago and apparently is a real piece of work. Though, I'm sure she's an easy fuck. So if you want to split open her sashimi and invest your tempura then by all means it shouldn't be too difficult.

Apparentlyshe is the type to play dramatic mind games. Her friend Erika is also a fucking head case. You could probably bang her as well.

Note - You have a gf, so uhhh don't capitalize on any of this information. I wash my hands clean of any involvement. :dopey:
 
Another interesting day at work... One retard showed up for work today (the other never showed up again)... First thing in the morning, had some rail cars full of foam rolls to get unloaded. About the 6th or 7th car, I go over to check progress and bullshit with the rail guys. So I'm talking to them about various shit, and the final retard, whom, might I add, has a really high pitched voice, comes up to ask me a question. The conversation went as so:

Retard (Really high pitched, imagine Ross the Intern from Jay Leno) - "Eri..."
Train guy 1 (younger, fresh out of military service) - "Are you gay?"
Retard - "What?!"
Train guy 1 - "Are you gay?!"
Retard - "No, I'm LDS"
Train guy 1 - "Well, you sound pretty god damn gay."
Retard - "But I'm going to become a missionary!"
Train guy 2 (Really old guy) - "Once heard on the news something about a gay missionary porno with real missionaries"
Retard - "Thats SICK! EWWWWWW!"
Me - "Well, we've come to the conclusion that there are gay missionaries, thus not disproving the fact that you could indeed be gay."

At this point the retard is starting to become uneasy, almost sickly.

Retard - "WELL I'M... NOOOOOOOT GAAAAAAAY"
Train Guy 1 - "That way you just waited before saying not gay and held those vowels, think you had to think about your answer."
Retard - "This is REALLY obnoxious!"
Me - "Well, it wouldn't be so obnoxious if you'd just admit you're gay."
Retard - "BUT I'M NOT!"
Train Guy 2 - "I heard a yes."

Retard is starts blinking rapidly and screams:

Retard - "I'm not GAY. NOT GAY GAY GAY!!!"
Me - "You just screamed gay 4 times. Was that some sort of a hint!?"
Retard - "NOOOOOOO! I"M NOT GAY! GOD WOULDN'T LOVE ME IF I WAS GAY!"
Train Guy 2 - "Based on your current mental state, I'm sure it wouldn't hurt too much if you were".

At this point I broke out laughing, couldn't hold it in anymore, and the poor tard walked away. He stayed the rest of the day, despite the fact EVERYONE (Including the spics) made fun of him all day.

Stayed away from him most of the rest of the day, since I was quite busy, except for one instance when I was explaining things to him and he told me that I said fuck 8 times in the last minute. I congratulated him and told him if I had a scratch and sniff sticker, he would be the proud recipient of it.

Wonder if he'll come in tomorrow.
 
Another interesting day at work... One retard showed up for work today (the other never showed up again)... First thing in the morning, had some rail cars full of foam rolls to get unloaded. About the 6th or 7th car, I go over to check progress and bullshit with the rail guys. So I'm talking to them about various shit, and the final retard, whom, might I add, has a really high pitched voice, comes up to ask me a question. The conversation went as so:

Retard (Really high pitched, imagine Ross the Intern from Jay Leno) - "Eri..."
Train guy 1 (younger, fresh out of military service) - "Are you gay?"
Retard - "What?!"
Train guy 1 - "Are you gay?!"
Retard - "No, I'm LDS"
Train guy 1 - "Well, you sound pretty god damn gay."
Retard - "But I'm going to become a missionary!"
Train guy 2 (Really old guy) - "Once heard on the news something about a gay missionary porno with real missionaries"
Retard - "Thats SICK! EWWWWWW!"
Me - "Well, we've come to the conclusion that there are gay missionaries, thus not disproving the fact that you could indeed be gay."

At this point the retard is starting to become uneasy, almost sickly.

Retard - "WELL I'M... NOOOOOOOT GAAAAAAAY"
Train Guy 1 - "That way you just waited before saying not gay and held those vowels, think you had to think about your answer."
Retard - "This is REALLY obnoxious!"
Me - "Well, it wouldn't be so obnoxious if you'd just admit you're gay."
Retard - "BUT I'M NOT!"
Train Guy 2 - "I heard a yes."

Retard is starts blinking rapidly and screams:

Retard - "I'm not GAY. NOT GAY GAY GAY!!!"
Me - "You just screamed gay 4 times. Was that some sort of a hint!?"
Retard - "NOOOOOOO! I"M NOT GAY! GOD WOULDN'T LOVE ME IF I WAS GAY!"
Train Guy 2 - "Based on your current mental state, I'm sure it wouldn't hurt too much if you were".

At this point I broke out laughing, couldn't hold it in anymore, and the poor tard walked away. He stayed the rest of the day, despite the fact EVERYONE (Including the spics) made fun of him all day.

Stayed away from him most of the rest of the day, since I was quite busy, except for one instance when I was explaining things to him and he told me that I said fuck 8 times in the last minute. I congratulated him and told him if I had a scratch and sniff sticker, he would be the proud recipient of it.

Wonder if he'll come in tomorrow.

You people are cruel :cry: