2013 Day 6: My Last Day

It finally happened, my last day at the cafe has arrived. I served my final Macaroni, Fan fucking tastic!!

It's been all change over the past couple of months, I got a new house, a new phone, a new job, and a new haircut! Tomorrow I start my new job running a paint shop and no doubt will be handling complaints about a particular shade of green rather than how crap the macaroni is.

To say I'm excited is an understatement, towards the end I fucken hated that cafe, as many of you were probably aware. It's not all my fault tho, the operation is a shambles, and 90% of the customers are fucken mongs!

I was touched when the staff presented me with a card and a gift bag. The bag contained a paint brush set and a couple of new ties, and a goodbye card.
I liked the comment on the front, echoing my now famous "It's a bap" poster.
I also enjoyed the message inside, stating that I am an "equal opportunities hater" which is a very accurate description of me, I don't care if you're black or white, rich or poor. I just hate everyone. Again, it's not my fault, it's just that most people are fucken idiots.

Like this idiot


or the several idiots a day I encountered here

OR this fucken moron

or last, but by no means least, the fucking inbred genetic throwbacks that can't look for more than 2 fucking seconds for a coffee machine before they breakdown entirely, and then when they find it, they push the wrong fucking button!!!!

Oh well
Someone elses problem now.

Good times.