Trouble at Work

The best thing about where I work is that my boss Billy Bob (mommy says he could be my daddy, more on that next time) is my uncle (yes same uncle who lost a toe or two in that accidental fire arms discharge). So usually even when I fuck up he only fires me for a few days. Then some fucking Jew at work goes and puts up some fucking cameras. What kind of shit is that? OH well, Please please please Mr. Obama, keep those unemployment checks coming! Please!