The Krusty Krab

Let me tell you something, if you ever happen to be by the Krusty Krab... don't even bother stopping for a meal. I have ate there before, but this last time was the last straw. I love their burgers, but their service SUCKS! First off the floor is full of splinters. I got 3 splinters in the time I was there. Then you get to go order. When you get there, there is a mean, old, grummpy man. I recall his name being, Squidward. He is one very rude person. I got back down to the table, then I had to sit on some old, uncomfortable barrels. I mean who uses barrels as a seat. But here comes the worst part. I just happened to see my second most unfavorite person in the world, the yellow sponge who goes by the name of Spongebob Squarepants. He was loud and abnoxious. And worst of all he dumped the food all over me. I demanded a refund... but the stingy old Mr. Krabs refused. No one should ever endure the awfulness of this restraunt. Do not eat there.

My New Job

So after searching and searching, I have finally found a new job as a cameraman. I now work at the local new station. I work on 12 hour shifts. Most of the time I will be on camera A. That's the weather camera. I recieved some on site training. For the camera I will be on, I only have to worry about zooming in and out. It's actually really easy. It pays $36,000 a year. I get 20 paid days of vacation. I have already made some really good friends already. In fact, me and Joe (cameraman on camera D) are going out with our wives to an amusment park with their kids. Theres only one downside. When they hired me, they also hired a light technician. This light technician happens to be my worst enemy, a pink star fish. I never have really known him but he always seems to be in my way. Anytime I see him, a few minutes later I end up hurt and in the hospital. In fact the other day, one of the lights fell, it almost hit me. The reason: he was sleeping on the job. I hope he gets fired soon, I dont want to be om the hospital anymore.

Being Fired

Within the last few months, I have not been the best role model at my job. I was the Janitor at Shady Shoals. I did like the job. Good pay, good medical coverage, even planned on retiring in a few years. But here lately, after my sons death, I have not been very stable. I constantly find myself tired and depressed. A few times I have fallen asleep in the janitors closet. My boss caught me once, he walked in on me asleep in a tub. He gave me warning. I did some therapy with a therapist. I felt mentally stable after that. Unfortunately, when I came to work one day, I had learned about a toilet that exploded in a restroom. They asked if anybody would be willing to clean it up. A few attempted to clean it up but couldn't make it past the door the stench was so bad. They said who ever cleaned it would get a pay raise. I went in. I didn't make it in the restroom 3 feet before I slipped an fell. I was unconscious. My manager walked in and thought I was sleeping. He said I was fired for sleeping on the job. So, unfortunately I no longer have a job.

Buying A Puffy Fluffy

This morning, while in the kitchen, my son came in and said he had a dream about a pet. We continued to talk. Then he laid it on me, "Dad, can we have a pet?" I thought about it and then remembered all the times my parents disappointed me, always with the same answer, "No!" So I decided it would be different for me. I said yes! So after he got out of school and I left work, we went shopping. We searched and searched for the right pet. Eventually, shortly after dusk, we were walking home and we saw it. In this little old trailer, with a fat old hippy behind the counter, we saw the cutest pet ever. We paid for the pet and took it home. Behind us we saw a small yellow sponge interested in one of the animals. We took the pet home and named it, Fred. Little did we know, this 'cute' pet was actually a monstrous eating fish. This is where it gets hard to talk about. I can't do this. Long story short, R.I.P. Jango. My one and only son.

A few days ago, I attended prom. Little did I know that that day was going to turn out to be the worst prom day ever. I arrived just like everyone else. Me and my girlfriend were in the limo. We had to wait in a line to be dropped off in front of the building. We were watching a strange looking couple, a whale and a fish, walk the red carpet to the entrance. We made it inside shortly after. We had a good time until everyones favorite song, the twist, cam on. We all started dancing. And out my the corner of my eye, I saw a sponge and a whale dancing really hard. After a few seconds of dancing, I was out. For some reason, I awoke to a medic standing above me. I don't remember what exactly happened during all of this, but everyone said I screamed, "Ow, my leg!" But luckily, I was told everyone rallied together to throw out whoever did this to me. I have heard several stories, but the people's name who come up the most is that sponge and whale. I knew I should have done something when I was him having trouble with the punch. I mean, come on, you such a looser if you cant get punch.