Hey guys, it's another co-worker thread!
So, I started working in a fast food place again a few weeks back. Not a bad place to work. Got some pretty cool co-workers, but two of them drive me up the wall. One of them, a big black dude who wants to be a rapper, says the n-word all the bloody time. Otherwise, he's a cool guy.
The other is just plain creepy and drives me the craziest. Nice guy, just really fuckin' creepy. Goes on about how he has a foot fetish. My first day of work, he decided to tell me this. And he also said that whenever he says, "My clothes" I should reply, "What about them?" to which he will respond, "They smell of vinegar. I had feet on my chest." One day, a couple girls walked in with sandals on and he
flipped out. He tapped me on the shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Their feet are showing!!" He was all giddy about it.
He also talks exactly like the topic title. Here are some other things he says:
"I'm gonna go on a ciggy-wiggy break."
"I'm gonna get a swiggy-swig of coffee."
"Time for me to go on breaky-break."
If there's ever a mess, he says, "Oops! Looks like Mr. Dursley was here!"
His favorite subject this week is of how he played Tic-Tac-Dough.
And here's the thing that makes me want to smack him sometimes: He's writing a Harry Potter fan fiction. He's been working on it for two years and makes a point of telling me every so often that he added another chapter that involves his foot fetish.
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