Classic

Attention Please: If you don’t know me, please don’t pretend that you do, and use me as a reference on a job interview or it will end badly.

Backround

It’s been a long time since I posted a personal story; I’ve been away for awhile and currently under investigation… but anyways here are the transcripts of a recent phone conversation, courtesy of the FBI.

Bad Idea.

I don’t want any of you idiots asking me for a favor.

Case In Point. There was this one guy, Herbie Lipchitz, who I didn’t
know but asked me if he could use me as a job
reference, and I told him:

HELL NO,

I didn’t know this guy, for all I knew he could have been a serial killer. Or just released from a mental hospital, or a convicted felon recently set free by that gay cock-sucker Obama.
Well a couple months go by, and I get a
call from this pickle company asking me
about Herbie.

I answered the phone and I thought they had the wrong number.

Who?

At first, I didn’t even know who they were
talking about, but when the Manager of that company
said, “He used you as a reference on his Job Application,”

Then I remembered who it was, and that I specifically
told that asshole not to use me as a reference, but he did it anyway.

Well since they decided to
wake me from a sound sleep at 1:00 PM in the
afternoon, that fateful Tuesday, I decided to play
along.

And the ensuing conversation went something like
this:

Hello……My name is Mr. Jerkins, and I’m calling from the Bumpy Log Pickle Factory in regards to Herbie Lipchitz….

Me: What address did he give you on his application, that mother-fucker still owes me money, and I’ve been looking for him ever since.”

Jerking’s: Can you confirm that you were Herbie’s boss at (Classic) pickling.
Me: Yes, Yes, I can.
Jerking: What type of worker, was Herbie?
Me: Obsolete, at best.
Jerkin: Can you elaborate?
Me: No.

Jerkme: He said he worked for your company as a pickle vat operator, can you tell me his responsibilities and in what capacity.
Me: All right look, I never hired that dirty, son a bitch, that was done by some other guy and he used some fly-by-night temp agency.

Jerkme: I see, what were the ramifications of hiring Herbie?
Me: After the company hired Herbie the Impurity Levels went up dramatically.
Jerkoff: Can you tell me by what percentage.
Me: Well the State Law is 2%, but after Herbie joined our little family it went up to like 68% or 69% percent.
Jerking’s: What type of Impurities were found?

Me: Fish, Shit, Mud, Piss, Puss, Sperm, Alcohol, and some unknown substance never identified, seized by the government and we haven’t heard back from them since.

Jerkin-it: Over what time frame did this happen?
Me: That first day when he fell in the Vat.

Jacking: He fell in the vat???
Me: Yea, I guess he was drunk.
Jeggings: What did you do???
Me: I started laughing and filmed it with my camera phone then uploaded it to YouTube. You can see if you go to my channel.
Jenkins: What disciplinary steps were taken, if any?
Me: Well we have a 3 strike and you’re out policy, so after that incident, Herbie was like on 2 and nine-tenths, so he couldn’t even go on break and come back late from taking a shit, and it my job to time him.

Them: How did he account for his drinking on the job?
Me: He said it wasn’t the alcohol, he was high as kite because he had a prescription for medical marijuana…
Them: Were their further incidents?
Me: Just One.
Jacking: Yes, what was that.

Me: I was told to keep a close eye on him so I installed a hidden camera to keep him “monitored.”
Jerkins: What did you find:
Me: He was beating off into the vat of pickle juice, same as the last guy we fired, the week before.
Them: Excuse Me?
Me: Masturbating, he was masturbating in the pickle Vat.
That Guy: What did you do?

Me: I waited until he was done, and then I put pushed his ass out the second story window.
Jerking: Was their permanent damage?
Me: He might have broken a couple ribs but nothing to cry about, we could never get the stains out of that vat thou.

Jerking’s: Did he offer any explanation on why he was acting so “extremely unprofessional” during working hours?”

Me: He said he was just following the secret Illuminati message on the front of the pickle jar. We had a picture of a stork (symbolic of delivering babies) on the front of the label.  What the hell does a stork have to do with pickles anyway?

When he figured it out he started beating off in the vat.
Jerking’s: Thank You Mr. Rath, do you have any closing comments that might be helpful in our decision.

Me: This is not an isolated incident, everyone in all food industries has a least one scumbag that “contaminates” each food product for the company they work for.

It’s like a secret perverted organization and their all in on it, they get off by having billions of people ingesting their piss, sperm, and shit. Why do you think they allow the 2% to begin with?
Them: How do you know all this?
Me: Hey, mother-fucker I’m not applying for the job, so that’s my business.

Click

Author: rath1967

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