This Is One That Might Be a Little Mean.

Now that I've started work, I'll have things to say!

Today, at orientation, I was sitting in front of this guy. He was gross. I mean, I can usually handle some pretty gross stuff, 'cause it's funny to be gross sometimes, but this guy was sick. The whole test he was belching like I'd never heard. And it was gross belching too. It was labored and he sounded like a cauldron about to bubble over, all gargly and blecchhh. And get this: IT WAS 7 AM.
SIRE, HOW IS IT THAT YOU HAVE TO BURP EVERY TWO MINUTES AT 7 O'CLOCK IN THE AM?

The guy was unbelievable. As if that wasn't enough, he leans over and says, in his gross, belchy voice, "Hey." My ears perk up. "I don't understand, man. What'd you get for the first page?"

BWHAAA?

I was thinking, 'Ok, he needs a little friendly help on a question that is confusing to him.' WHAT'D YOU GET FOR THE FIRST PAGE? The entire first page. There were roughly 12 questions on that first page. From a 30 question test. I knew he was in trouble. I gave him a few pointers on where to look in the book. Because, naturally, he grew up without learning how to use a table of contents. Oh yeah, open-book test, in case you were wondering.
He reminded me eerily of my buddy, Everett, from my blissful employment at Clark Builders a while ago. 'Cept without the known rap sheet.

Anyways, should be a good shutdown.

Oh, this'll be the last cartoon for a bit. Unless I can get to a scanner.