dressed in my Sunday's best, my favorite zoot suit
..a nikka WAS CLEAN U HEAR ME ..CLEAN with the pointy leather zwink shoes with the white tips ..CLEAN!!
So i walk into the Subway on some "Hello, here for the interview"
manager: young man, sit down over there and my boss will be out in a minute.
me:(points to chair in the corner) you mean right here?
manager: BOI SIT CHO ASS DOWN, YOU SEE ME MAKING THESE DAMN SAMMICHES OVER HERE DONT CHA BOI?YALL YOUNG THUNDERCATS GOT NO RESPECT (spits at me)
Me: (dodges the spit like and then sits down in the chair) sorry
5 minutes later the owner comes out and motions for me to come into his office like
owner: take a seat jit
me:
owner: dat unemployment ran out didnt it? dont lie..keep it real
me: well.....
owner: (JUMPS OUTTA SEAT AND INTERRUPTS ME) SHUT YO bytch ASS UP (throws a piece of salami and cheese at my chest) PICK THE CHEESE UP..PICK IT UP
me: (frantically begins trying to pick up the meat off the floor)
owner: come back tomorrow round 8:30pm, ima have some work for you
me: you said 8:30pm?
owner:did i stutter nikka? what you scared to come around this neighborhood at night? funky ass aint too scared to have the black man make you a sammich tho is you..GET CHO bytch ASS OUT MY OFFICE (slaps me behind my head, i run out the office like )
So i walk into the Subway on some "Hello, here for the interview"
manager: young man, sit down over there and my boss will be out in a minute.
me:(points to chair in the corner) you mean right here?
manager: BOI SIT CHO ASS DOWN, YOU SEE ME MAKING THESE DAMN SAMMICHES OVER HERE DONT CHA BOI?YALL YOUNG THUNDERCATS GOT NO RESPECT (spits at me)
Me: (dodges the spit like and then sits down in the chair) sorry
5 minutes later the owner comes out and motions for me to come into his office like
owner: take a seat jit
me:
owner: dat unemployment ran out didnt it? dont lie..keep it real
me: well.....
owner: (JUMPS OUTTA SEAT AND INTERRUPTS ME) SHUT YO bytch ASS UP (throws a piece of salami and cheese at my chest) PICK THE CHEESE UP..PICK IT UP
me: (frantically begins trying to pick up the meat off the floor)
owner: come back tomorrow round 8:30pm, ima have some work for you
me: you said 8:30pm?
owner:did i stutter nikka? what you scared to come around this neighborhood at night? funky ass aint too scared to have the black man make you a sammich tho is you..GET CHO bytch ASS OUT MY OFFICE (slaps me behind my head, i run out the office like )
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