[unstable bob gable]

I was at the Wawa in Kearny at 4:45 am this morning. I didn't want to be at the Wawa at 4:45 am, I would have rather been home in bed for about another 6 hours, but since I'm on fuggin' day shift now I couldn't be home in bed. I needed gas, a paper, and a big soda. Well, apparently a bunch of Ricers and Eurotrashers thought they were filming F&F 63 1/3, or it was time for an assclown convention, because they were out in full force. At 4:45 am on a Thursday morning. A bunch of them were looking under the hood of a BMW like the second coming of Christ was taking place there, and I was just wishing I had a live, working, real hand grenade to throw. I wish that sector of life would just die. And to top it off the soda machine was undergoing maintenance and I was stuck having to get a bottle of Diet Dew. Life sucks for the real working man some times...