YO. I finally got a job at Dickeys Barbeque Pit. I start today and I really am not to pumped for it, but you know not much I can do about it. I'm just worried that I'm going to accidentally stab someone or something crazy like that?
What is someone's like "Hey Nathan," and I happen to turn around quickly with a knife in my hand? Those are the kind of things that would happen to only me and I'm pretty genuinely worried about it. On top of that I can't cook to save my life, but I'm sure I'll make a great manager. Maybe I can convince them that they need a mascot and I can dress up like a pig or something. That'd probably be my safest bet.
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