[Zhukov]

So a man at work today asked for my help, and he also happened to have a flaming swastika tattooed on his neck. I basically told him that I wasn't going to talk to him, and also added in a little bit of colourful language. Later on I was told by some bumwad in management, while I proudly told my exaggerated story in the tea room, that we should strive to serve everyone to the best of our abilities no matter their beliefs.


Also, half way through typing that the ice cream van stopped outside my house. First time in the 5 years I've been here.