I realize things aren't working out the way you planned. When you were a kid you sure as hell didn't tell the other boys and girls that you wanted to be a Taco Bell employee when you grew up, you had other plans, like being an astronaut or a fireman, then when you got older you threw away those childhood obsessions and picked something you loved like being a singer or an engineer. But things have been more difficult than you thought they would be.
Now you work at Taco Bell, and it's embarrassing. You try to play it off like you're fine with it, but really every minute that passes by while you're behind the register eats away at your heart. When you have family gatherings around the holidays, and your uncles and aunts ask you where you're working, you have to say Taco Bell. You give it your best shot to sound enthused, but you just can't utter the tone, and you feel even worse when you're relatives try to sound encouraging, but you can feel the patronization dripping from their tongues as they look awkwardly at your parents, who can only turn their heads in shame.
I understand that.
I really do.
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BUT WHEN I SAY NO ONIONS ON MY FUCKING BURRITO I DO NOT MEAN CHOP UP A WHOLE FUCKING VIDALIA WANNABE AND SHOVE IT IN MY FOOD!!!! >___<