The day of lament

I am not scheduled to work this week, my phone is shut off, and I am not going to be able to get caught up on rent.
I called Securitas on my borrowed phone. I got a job for Thursday, an 8PM to 8AM gig, you know those that make me want to throw myself off a cliff kind of gig. I told the work scheduler I would work any thing. So any thing is what I get. I shall not bitch too much. I have to work I cannot see anyway out of debt, but pure honest work.
I get to meet up with the fantastic T again... gawd that man has the humor of a rock.. THOUGH there are those people who have actually seen him smile. I think probably because he was going to fire someone.
I would like to see his little empire fall, but his TYPE never learns to be kind, and never learns to be generous, and lastly, never learns that what is on the outside is not a sign of what is on the inside. Superficial slut, is our Fantastic T.