Maybe I should start with an Introduction to myself, Kiff Hartman. That is my name, and I was born on the first of October in 1986. Im 23 years old, and I work at a McDonalds restaurant near the Flinders street train station, in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. I started there when I was 16 years old and have been working hard to become a manager or supervisor, or even a recruit trainer, hopefully I will achieve one of these soon.
Some people call me ratarded, among other silly names because im not like them, just becuase I would rather keep to myself and not socialise as much as them. Thats the only reason I dont have many friends, I CHOOSE to not have any, it makes sense! I work frequently, and often, even taking over night shifts where I am tormented every weekend by drunken hooligans eating food in the late hours of the night or the early hours of the morning, even though thats not good for your digestive system's routine.
Sometimes I have to avoid using the toilets in these overnight shifts because they leave such a pooey mess of vomit, feces and urine in various places, it becomes pretty unbearable.
I always give my mum some of the money I earn, to help her pay the rent and buy food for me to eat, as well as pay the bills, (my internet bill is pretty big LOLOL - 50 gigs a month ADSL2+ = epic win). My dad left us after he attacked me one day, and said he didnt want me to tell anyone, so I didnt, but my mum said that he had a good reason to hurt me like he did, so she made me move downstairs in to the basement, and wont let me stay up stairs with her for long. I still love her though, she thinks I should move out and get a new job, But I cant explain why she would wish such a thing.
I need to go to work now, good bye for now
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Wouldn't you be 22 years old if you were born on October 1st 1986???
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