Pissin' For The Man

"Cyborgs don't feel pain. I do."

-The Terminator

Whoo! I'm loving the new feeling of having accomplished something, return home, eat, work out, and then walk the dog. I'm busy for a long time so it's not til close to 8pm that I will finally be able to sit down and lead the working man's life. Looking for porn can really help me come down from the daily high.

There's something about working with a person you are not quite sure if it's a man or a woman. Now, I'm not making fun in any way. It's just that I like to be careful in what I say that might imply a wrong guess. "Do you have a dick?" is a big no-no. It would have been easier if the person shaved her legs because that's a dead give-away. Unfortunately, she did not but eventual mannerisms gave it away. Pretty nice person.

Oh, the Japanese tourists I mentioned yesterday somehow ended up in my backyard taking pictures of the giant pumpkins. Must be a GPS system built into these people because I'm amazed at how knowing no English can get these people this far. The pumpkins look like Godzilla painted his balls orange. We are on an orange alert here because he might be on the premesis. No one likes to lose his/her house to a an overgrown lizard like Godzilla.

Work makes me more cheerful even if it is kind of boring. The managers are pretty smart at having people do different things to fight boredom. Why can't other places learn that? Workers will feel a small sense of being more awake while doing a different task than the usual shit. Hell, I'm still learning to card in.

The only thing that really weirds me out is how the managers seem to know all about me even before I started. My name was already known by the instructor. No pictures were taken prior, just a background check that was very extensive. What I'm curious about is whether I take a drug-test (will pass easily) that requires me to piss in front of someone. This place is serious. One of the girls I knew in the past had to pee in front of a manager and she even watched the whole stream. Maybe I'll ask if my pee guardian can lighten my load by holding my cock for me. I am, after all, working in an area where there are a lot of cameras and I get tickled silly from pat downs. Any day I get felt up by a cute black girl is a good day.

So, I'm outta here after another day where I come home horny, sweaty, and in need to see some fine pussy. Sara must feel the same, but for dick, because I'm ordered to get to Indiana after work. Life is good. Enjoy the calm of the park as the night breeze brings you back down from that high. Happy twats all around.