So, today I went into my job at the Subway and found out just how much of a dead-end job it is.

I've been working there for a little bit over a year now. About three months in I was given a quarter raise, and that was great because it showed that they might set my value a little higher than then high school kids that I work with.

Months pass... And I'm told that I will be the next person to manage the Flomaton Subway. Yeah! Me thinks... That I will be able make a respectable living and stay here in the area with my father that is the only family that I have left. So I work harder than I usually, and maintain my small finances and my small bit of sanity, so that I might become a respected member of the ghetto society that am forced to be an outsider in.

For about nine months now, my manager at the Subway, has been blowing smoke up my ass.
He told me that I could be the manager when he goes back to Prattville. Today changed a lot of things.

A few days ago, I notice that he is looking at trailer parks in Prattville that he can move into so that he can resume his post at some Subway there.

Today I asked him, "So, I'm still on track to be the manager here... Right?"

"Uh... No," is the reply.
"Really? Why is that?"
"Well... Because you aren't social enough..."
"So, you don't think I'm capable of managing a Subway?"
"Uh... Well, I don't know if you can handle emergencies that might come up. I can't afford to rent a hotel room for a month to come back and train a new manager. See ya later I have to go watch CSI."

So let us recap the managers that I have seen manage Subway's around the Flomaton area...

1. Tasha - She managed 3. The one at the interstate, the one in Flomaton, and the one at the casino. How is it possible that you can manage 3 Subways? Oh that's right...she had also been busted for cooking meth at her trailer.

2. Sally or something... Made all the employee's where bunny ears for Easter? She also only hired women because she was a big fat dyke.

3. James Gibson has a wife(that is the owner's sister), and I am amazed that the girl can even stand. She made the local paper the other month for buying Xanax with somebody elses prescription and having her kid's aderol... And a quarter ounce of weed. Where did the cops bust her? At the fucking Flomaton Subway!!!

Honorable mention, of course goes to Jimbo's dear sister Annette. She had some doctor do a "slice and dice" on her, and disabled her for life. Jimbo himself has told me that she gets a bunch of pills for her ailments. With a wife and a sister like that... Can you... Jimbo... Deny that you probably eat a bunch of pills yourself?

Ahhh... I see how I am not "social enough"... I don't hang out and eat a bunch of pills.

This entire situation is very enlightening...
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