When life is a joke eat animal crackers.

I called in sick today. I'm not sick, not really. I've never called into work for no real reason. Why? because I didn't have a reason. I've always taken my job seriously, even if I was invited to the most amazing party in the world, work would come first. However; when the job itself doesn't take me seriously, then we have an issue. I've been working at a fast food restaurant for 6 weeks, I have worked a total of 19 hours. I've been working 3 hours per week. Why the fuck did they hire me? Today I was suppose to work 2 hours which would be why I called in. I applied there because I desperately needed a job, I'm in college I need the coinage. I assumed that when I was hired it was because they NEEDED me. I was wrong. I feel as though they have abused my time, and have made me feel worthless. I know it's only a fast food job, but that's not the point. It's still a job. People who think they are too good to work at one are foolish, because from my experience it's hard work, which I don't mind (except for the part where I come home smelling like french fries). There is nothing wrong with it, you are busy all the time. Anyway, thanks for hiring me, I've made maybe 400$ this summer, and have probably spent 500. FU. Now where are my animal crackers?
Oh and those who order 8 burgers through the drive through can go to hell. And for those who get extra meat and biggy size, you may want to take up exercising and salad. I love how we live in a fast food nation.