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Aug. 26th, 2010 12:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I want you to know, Lenore, that you're the luckiest girl in the world. See, since I ain't got anyone else to get gifts for, I'm going to put all my extra cash toward having something extra nice for you once you get back to town. You can't ask what it is, though. It's gonna be a surprise.
The problem is that this rat bastard still won't pay me for any of the work I did last week. I even told him he'd regret it if he didn't pay up, and I got most of the guys to quit doing their work for him, but he don't seem to care none. He just keeps on going, day in, day out, saying he'll pay us when he can.
If he couldn't fucking pay us in the first place, why the hell'd he hire us? Makes a man have second thoughts about working at all to begin with.
The problem is that this rat bastard still won't pay me for any of the work I did last week. I even told him he'd regret it if he didn't pay up, and I got most of the guys to quit doing their work for him, but he don't seem to care none. He just keeps on going, day in, day out, saying he'll pay us when he can.
If he couldn't fucking pay us in the first place, why the hell'd he hire us? Makes a man have second thoughts about working at all to begin with.