dear feeling cheated diary,
when you see a gallon of milk in the paper for $1.99 and you bust up in the store, that's what you expect to pay for it- $1.99. that's solid advertisement. but when you get all the way to the back of the store and the sign reads $3.29 and that ain't what the paper said- that's shady advertising and the store needs blown up. i fucking applied for a job that was to hire thirteen people from the general public, and they hired six rehires, then two were hired from a temporary agency, and that left FIVE slots for the public and i feel cheated as a mother fucker. a ONE IN FIVE CHANCE. unreal. UNFUCKING REAL. postal.
