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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Kamel Does A Crack Ho In A Gas Station Toilet While Griping About American Decadence


A coward turns away, but a brave man's choice is danger.---Euripides

Did seven and a half hours of humpin' cases of corn syrup products today (do you realize that everything liquid sold in the grocery stores these days is made out of corn syrup?).

My arms started feeling like pistons after two hours. I started moving stuff around for the aesthetics of it. Maybe I'll start doing my Tai Chi again. I'm starting to get what physical trainers call "cuts" on my forearms. My wrists are thickening. The skin under my armpits and across my chest is starting to tighten up again. I can feel a muscle crease forming on the back of my neck. The increased testosterone is making me feel bullish about my upcoming freightcar hobo trip across America.

When I first started working in the Arco gas station freezer, I used to turn off the blowers so my fingers wouldn't stick to the cardboard. Now I keep the blowers running full blast and strip down to my tee-shirt while working in there . . . building up my tolerance for the cold that I'm sure I will experience in the freight train boxcars that I'm going to ride across the country.

Arco graveyard shifter Kamel got caught on the store's internal videocameras entertaining one of the Motel Marquis women of ill repute in the store's restroom at 5 a.m.

Kamel is an Arab. When he was first hired, he immediately complained and complained and complained about the beer posters in our gas station; posters depicting bikini-clad models hawking the various brews . . . said the posters were indecent.

Seems duplicitous to me: pictures of half naked women on the walls is American decadence but humping a crack whore in the restroom of your place of employment while on the clock is okay.

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