TRASH

You quickly go through the forms. Yeah right like you're going to admit to being convicted of a felony! College? Is he fucking kidding? Two thirds of the fucktards who live in this town are illiterate! What the fuck is a PhD? And if you had one, why the fuck would you be working here? No drinking on the job? What the hell, Billy Ray is usually half plastered himself by noon! You don't even bother to fill them out entirely Billy Ray should know all this shit; he's known you long enough! You got into his office and throw the forms back at Billy.

"Alright I filled out yer fuckin' forms, NOW what's my job in this shithole?"
"Well normally you'd be working at the register, but with your asshole attitude, you just ain't gonna cut it. In fact I better keep you away from the customers altogether. You can either be a cook or a janitor."