Guess who got fired today?

If you guessed me, then you'd be right.

Some asshat came into the store and tried to harass me. Well, I'll admit, I got a little carried away; I pulled a knife on him.

... Make that like, four knives.

Anyways. My boss threw a flying fit. Aaaand had me searched. Upon finding I had roughly one hundred weapons on my person, he wasted no time in kicking my sorry ass. I thought he was going to try and have me arrested--but thanks to the divine influence that is yakuza mind-control powers, I got off with only a few bruises on my pride and a lost job.

Of course. This means I am now unemployed. Who wants to pull some strings and find me something? Anyone?

Guess I know what I'm gonna be doing tomorrow. Job shopping--here I come. Fucking hell.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go blare annoying American boy band music and see how long it takes for Neji to snap and punch me in the throat.

Tags: damn i screwed up, job, the hell, weapons
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood: I AM SO /STUPID/
Current Music: I WALK A LONELY ROAD.