Bruce and I should not be allowed to work together. We worked 4 days in a row together and it was nothing but us cursing at each other and picking on the other co-workers.
Oh, and drinking on the job. ^_^ We had a shot of Jager. Mmmm.
And last night Pat had the trunk of his car open and he was parked right in front of the dumpster. Bruce and I were taking the garbage out and I'm all, "OMG! We should totally throw the garbage in Pat's car!" So Bruce fished a couple of empty cardboard boxes out of the dumpster and we threw them in Pat's trunk and shut the lid. We went into the kitchen and Pat comes up from the basement with a huuuuge box. Bruce and I were like, "Holy s**t. We're in trouble now."
Bruce was a total wimp and he hid in the bar. Pat came in laughing and he says, "What the hell? Boxes?"
So I go, "It was all Bruce!" Hey, Bruce was hiding so you have to blame it on him. ^_^
Bruce said that Pat is going to get us back. Probably tomorrow. Lol. So worth it though.
Oh, and Pat's stupid son thinks he found the Underground Railroad in the basement. We have a hole in the floor that was probably used to hide booze during prohibition, but he got it in his head it is a secret tunnel for the underground railroad. If I wasn't half drunk when he said it I would of smacked him. Bruce told him two weeks ago what it was. He wants to crawl down the hole and find the railroad. Someone should really tell him there aren't train tracks down there...
Bruce and I want to throw him down the hole and put the steel grate over the hole. We'll feed him table scraps if we feel like it. ^_^
