Crazy story. I was in a drive-through the other day and checked my food. Sure enough, the order was wrong. I promptly asked for a manager. I asked him what the qualifications were for working there. He said reading. I promptly applied for a job and was hired. Sure enough, I got an order wrong. The lady asked for the manager. I said 'I am the manager' and told her to go smoke a sausage, which she promptly did, in my pants. She was heavy but it was ok because I took the job to get BBWs, which frequent this particular place. My boss is a crazy Asian who is always on his phone typing away, and who always stares at lady's boobies when they are placed on the boob-height-boob-counter.
