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I'm Fryin' My Nuts Off!

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I'm Fryin' My Nuts Off!

Post by The Late Dr Hazz on Fri Sep 05, 2008 6:09 pm

Hola, amigos. I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya, but things have been getting plenty hairy around here. First, I been running like a chicken with its head cut off trying to find some new tires for my Festiva. I know, a tire is a tire, but these are some weird-ass size that no one makes anymore. I caught a flat on one and I've been driving on my spare for about a month now. It don't worry me none, but if I get another flat, I'm screwed.
On top of that, I had my hours cut at the electronics store. My manager told me it was because of the economic downturn that people weren't buying anything. I told him that without a full-time check, I wasn't going to be buying anything either, so how did this help? That stumped him but good.
In order to live the lifestyle I'm accustomed to, I had to find me another part-time job. I went around to the pizza joints, because they always need delivery guys, but they were all hung up on having proof of insurance. I told them I had insurance, but I was just a couple months late on payments, but they weren't hearing it. Man, when did everyone start getting so tight-assed?
The thing that's really been chafing me is how hot it is. They say it ain't the heat, it's the humidity, but I really don't give a shit which it is. Either way, after being outside a while, my undies are stuck to my ass, and I got pit stains that meet at my chest. Last year, I pulled an air conditioner off my neighbor's curb and put that in my window. It did the trick. Wound up costing me a boatload when I got my electrical bill, but it was worth it. This year, it wouldn't turn on, so I dragged it back over to my neighbor's.
During the day, it wasn't so bad, because I was at work and they keep the electronics store a chilly 72 degrees. At quittin' time, I would go to the discount movie theater. But after seeing the cartoon where the chimps go to space for the fourth time, I couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't just the movie, but all the families with kids in there were looking at me like I had a turd growing on my head.
Really, I don't mind it being hot when I'm just sitting in my apartment chilling out and watching some TV, but it's a real bitch to get to sleep. I've tried everything. I put some cardboard down so I could sleep on my floor, but it smelled like moldy pizza crust and socks. I got an old box fan from Ron and plugged that in, but it rattled all night and barely cooled me down. Then I tried sleeping with a six-pack of ice-cold Miller Genuine Draft in my bed, but I wound up drinking it all. I guess that sort of worked anyway.
Finally, after my fourth night of not sleeping, I came up with a plan. I figured that since they had to keep the store cool even at night, I should just sleep in there. Why not? I could just kick back in a video game chair and finally get some decent shut-eye.
The only thing was, I had to find some way to stay in the store until after they locked up. I was only supposed to work until 6:00, and since I usually leave around 5:30, it would look weird for me to be hanging around for an extra four and a half hours until they closed. I asked all around to see if I could pick up someone else's shift, you know, kill two birds with one stone and make a little extra money. I almost had this guy Wayne on the hook, but he was taking off the next weekend and he needed all the hours he could get. What a dick.
Since I wasn't going to be able to hide in plain sight, I figured that I should do the next best thing and hide out of sight. Now, if I knew I was gonna have to lay low until everyone left, I would've cased out a place to park comfortably for a couple of hours. Since I didn't, I had to do like my man Vin Diesel and improvise.
I went about my business like I was leaving, and clocked out and headed to the door. At the last minute, I pretended like I was interested in looking at the computer display. In order to throw people off my trail, I told one of my coworkers that it looked like some kid was going to steal video games. He went off to tell security, and once the coast was clear, I ducked back by the TVs. Sure enough, there was plenty of room on the shelves behind the display models. I climbed up there and got myself situated.
It didn't look comfortable, but I was wiped. As soon as I was sure I was out of sight, I dozed off.
When I came to, everything was dark. Perfect. It worked just like I had planned. I just had to go down, find the video game chair, and finish the night. That's when I realized that my leg was asleep. Not just asleep, but pretty much dead. It must have been from lying on that tangle of cords. I tried to wiggle my toes, but it didn't seem to be working. All of a sudden, my leg spasmed, and I kicked one of the TVs off the shelf.
My first thought was that I could just pick it up in the morning, before anyone got there, and I could catch some more Z's in the meantime. That's when the alarm went off. I looked all around for another hiding spot, but there wasn't one I could get to with my leg all dead. Plus, I wasn't going to be able to sleep with that alarm going off. I hightailed it to the emergency exit, which set off another alarm. I wasn't about to try and make it to my car, because I could hear the cops coming, so I had to limp away as fast as I could to the parking lot of the mall across the way, where I could wait it out until the coast was clear.
I mostly got away with it, but the next Monday, my coworker Wayne told me that he knew that I was the guy who set off the alarm, since my car was still in the parking lot when he left that night. So now, to keep him quiet, I got to pick up a shift for him some time, only I got to punch in on his card so he still gets the money.
One of these days, I'm gonna put the hurt on that guy, but it's going to be served cold. If any of you got a lead on a job, that would be awesome. I can't live on mac and cheese much longer. Well, I could, but I'm getting real sick of it.
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Re: I'm Fryin' My Nuts Off!

Post by dyerx4 on Wed Sep 10, 2008 1:41 am

Is this a true stoy from the Pacholik files?
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Re: I'm Fryin' My Nuts Off!

Post by The Late Dr Hazz on Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:27 pm

Hola, amigos. How's it going with you? I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya. I been trying get through a jungle of bullshit, but it grows back as fast as I can cut it down. I finally found some tires for my Festiva. I had to go to like five junkyards before I found some that were any good. I only had to replace one, but I decided to pick up another just in case. Tread's worn on them, but they hold air and that's all I can really hope for.
The problem was that it cost money I don't have. I was planning on getting a second job since I had my hours cut at the electronics store, but no one was hiring, at least not without a letter of recommendation. You better believe that there's no way 'ol HaZzMaTt is going to crawl back to his old jobs begging for a scrap of paper. I got some pride. Besides, I can't think of the last job I had that I wasn't fired from.
I've been able to live on the cheap, but I don't know how many more corners I can cut. I switched from Tombstone to store-brand frozen pizzas. I took the bus to work for a little while, but that meant I had to get up half an hour earlier, and that's tough for a guy who likes to party. As soon as gas got down to below $3 a gallon, I was back behind the wheel. I even pick up Wayne, a guy I work with, to cut down on those costs. He's kind of a dick, but they don't call it a sacrifice for nothing. I thought about switching from Miller Genuine Draft to a cheaper beer, but I ain't ready to go that far. A man's got to have some standards.
All this is bullshit. I don't know if you remember, but there was an election about a week back, and I was fed up enough to do something about it. I haven't voted since 1996, but I decided that I wasn't going to sit this one out. It was a hard choice. Both guys said they were going to lower my taxes, and that sounded pretty good. But what I really wanted was another one of those stimulus checks.
I did my part by spending the last one I got in a couple of days. I bought a DVD player and a copy of Point Break, because it was pretty cheap, plus a few essentials, like some new undies, a pair of jeans, a couple of T-shirts, and an eighth of weed. When I heard that Obama wanted to give out another round of checks, my mind was made up.
Well, I thought it was, until I heard about Joe the Plumber. He's a straight shooter, and he really talked some sense about how Obama wanting to redistribute wealth was like socialism. And he wanted to buy his plumbing business and didn't want to pay high taxes on it. He's just like me. I want to buy the electronics chain store I work at so I can sit at a desk and collect scratch all day, and I don't want the government coming in and taking it away from me.
But then, when I bought those tires, I reconsidered again. I think I don't like socialism, but my economy really needs to be stimulated. Night before the election, I was just going to sit down and watch the news over a few beers to make up my mind, so I could use my magial HaZzMaTt power to put a guy in office.
After work on Monday, Wayne asked me if I could take him to the grocery store. I wasn't sure what time the news was on, but I told him I was in a hurry. He sweetened the pot by offering to throw in another couple of bucks for gas. Well, I had to look out for No. 1, so I drove him to the store. It worked out good, because they were running a sale on cases of MGD, so I picked up a couple. I know it was money, but you got to strike while the sale iron is hot. It would have cost me money not to buy them. By the time I got home, I only saw the last few minutes of Seinfeld and Wheel Of Fortune. But then I remembered the late news was going to be on, so I just parked myself down, cracked a cold one, and watched whatever was on.
A couple hours later, I had made it through Terminator, Prison Break, and half a case. When the news finally came on, I forgot why I was watching it and started flipping channels. There was an all-new CSI on about a crane crash. That was pretty awesome. The news came on again, and I remembered that I should pay attention, but after like five minutes, I crashed out.
It worked out, though, 'cause when I woke up, the noontime news was on. Problem was, they weren't talking about who was going to give me money, they were talking about the long line at the polls. I wrote down the place they were talking about, got in the car, puked once or twice, and drove over to vote.
They weren't kidding. The lines were around the block, and they were moving slow as shit in January. After like an hour, once I puked again, I got inside. The woman at the table gave me the eye and asked my name. I told her and she looked at some list, shaking her head. Then she told me that I was not on the list, and when did I register? I told her that I was a citizen and I didn't need to register to vote. She started shaking her head again and told me that the registration deadline was a month ago, but she could give me a form to fill out. I told her I didn't need a form, that this shit don't happen in America, and I was going to call the news on her ass.
That didn't do anything, and the cop by the door was starting to look over at me, so I just decided to get out and go home. So the Man didn't want HaZzMaTt to vote for president, but you know what? I ain't gonna take that lying down. I'm going to get registered and figure out who I'm going to vote for before I get in the booth. I mean, fuck it. Come next year, the next time someone runs for president, it's going to be a whole 'nother story. But in the mean time, don't blame me. I didn't vote.
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Re: I'm Fryin' My Nuts Off!

Post by cani on Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:29 pm

there was no mention of nuts...

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Post by The Late Dr Hazz on Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:22 am

my 40 year old nuts are going to fucking ROCK!!!
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