"Three shifts...no, three shifts, that's twenty-four hours straight, no help...no...no, look, the stores all locked up, there's a "CLOSED DUE TO EMERGENCY"...no, fucker, I've been working twenty for hours straight...I see you tomorrow at nine. The fuck you mean you don't have the keys? Fine, I'll drop them in your mailbox on my way home. NO, I'm not gonna do a bank drop, you'll just accuse me of theft."

"What? You fucking hired me because 'my kind' don't sleep? Fuck you. NO, fuck that, I'm done. I don't know, bring Selina back; sure she's always drunk, but she'll show up, not like those Cedar Heights kids you keep hiring. Yeah, fuck off, not my problem anymore."
"No, bye. Don't call back, I'm blocking you."

Fucking pendejo ne kulturnie scheisshund. Can't believe this fuckwhisper makes me miss working at fucking Starbucks.