KLINK'S WAR JOURNAL
It's been a few weeks since I quit, but as of now I've only had this story as a verbal tale. Today, I wanted to write that out. My shitass barback job, one that I hated since I started a couple years ago, was one that I was very happy to quit. The day that I got a new job finally came, some job in a warehouse out in the boonies where I'm unpacking and inspecting furniture. Regardless, the final shift began, and I carried on like any day, until I got a phone call from my new job telling me that I'll be starting the next day at 8am. I was intending on having a free day off, but alas, duty calls. I decided to hell with finishing my last shift, I'd quit at the daily preshift meeting. After finishing my opening duties, for some reason I decided to do them, I got to work. If my friend Bubba was there, I was just going to say "Hey guys--bad news. I'm quitting Smosh." But I had to get creative. I took a napkin, tore it into two sheets, and on them I drew the shittiest badge and fingergun. At preshift, I stayed silent, until the very end when my supervisor, this white woman who looks kinda like the HawkTuah bitch not in resemblance but rather in the fact that they are both kinda ugly looking white women who's very visage is invocative of the infinite reich, she asked if anyone had anything to share with the group, questions, comments, concerns.
"I do." I said with a shit eating grin. "I'm here to turn in my gun and my badge." And two crumpled, piss stain colored napkins slid forward, as Hitler's prodigy looked at me as though I was a total fucking idiot.
"What?" Genuine confusion was all she had, and everyone else not in the know.
Panic struck me, I didn't know what to say at this part, my plan was half baked at best so I just laid my cards out. "I'm quitting. Like as of now. Bye!" And away I walked with one of the biggest smiles I've ever had at that shithole. Such is the story, and my second entry, until next time!
Also fuck it--Quake Guy stays. I put in too much work to take him in there. Maybe I'll animate this event.
This counts as the first entry. My first lines of HTML written, hopefully this is only the first of many. This is an entirely new skill that I have almost no experience in save for a few class periods in middle school playing on the computer in class. Though I start this with just a page, I hope that this will become something far better, both in terms of refinement and what exactly this is. As of now, Quake Guy can keep this place lived in. I'll delete him once I get my second page/entry up. Let him stand as a testament to my failures otherwise.