EspaDa
Damage Case
listenin to a masterpiece that is Friends of Hell by Witchfinder General. Also, reading Song of Myself by Walt Whitman.
I'm at home. I have a meeting today with my potential employer. I already worked for him a little during January and February, they just couldn't hire me full-time because of some budget things that got fucky. Even though my confidence in the company is lower, I will still negotiate the position terms and maybe go for it in the end. But we'll see.
I'm also signed up for a job interview for an office job at the ministry, which might be cool but the pay is almost humorous. It's a state job in a post -communist country. It's what it is.
@Onder good luck with the job.
I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I don't even have a drivers' license. Once I get that I'll probably do construction.
Twinks are totally the 10% for the 90% hetero.I also got an erection earlier today because I discovered some meme noise rock band with a photo of some twink cumming while playing the guitar, and I almost considered making it my first official time ejaculating to homosexual pornography but instead let it go for another time. Today has been a gay day for me.
I feel like most people could be improved by having had some experience of serious physical work, work that actually achieves something tangible.
I find it entertaining when people talk about people in construction with disdain. The lowest paid people we had were on £2.50 an hour more than the minimum wage. People get paid for loads of hours they don't actually work. You get to fuck around. You actually get to move around. You can keep reasonably fit from the work alone. You don't have to deal with nearly the same level of cunty customers.
Why anyone would opt to work in a supermarket or call centre or some other minimum wage (or even above minimum wage) role instead, I have no fucking idea.
I feel like most people could be improved by having had some experience of serious physical work, work that actually achieves something tangible.
I find it entertaining when people talk about people in construction with disdain. The lowest paid people we had were on £2.50 an hour more than the minimum wage. People get paid for loads of hours they don't actually work. You get to fuck around. You actually get to move around. You can keep reasonably fit from the work alone. You don't have to deal with nearly the same level of cunty customers.
Why anyone would opt to work in a supermarket or call centre or some other minimum wage (or even above minimum wage) role instead, I have no fucking idea.