I got a job as a deli clerk/sandwich jockey at the local Randalls. It's boring as hell, but the one thing that really bothered me was how much food we waste. I had to de-bone chickens for chicken salad, then chop up the breast meat and put it in a bowl. They told me to throw away everything else. I think I threw away about four or five pounds of fully-cooked, perfectly good chicken.
I was at a pub tonight with my friends, and I saw this guy walk past me who looked familiar. I turned to my friends and said "Hey look, that guy looks exactly like Tadao" and they gave me weird looks.
Tadao I said you were just some guy I worked with once.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU PUNY LITTLE BASTARD. I DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO MAKE A MAN OUT OF YA, OBVIOUSLY, BUT COME BY ANY TIME AND I'LL WHIP YOUR SUPPLE LITTLE GIRL BODY INTO A SHAPE
I think you should have risked injury by taking a picture.
I see guys who look like Tadao all the time. The guy I did a project with last week looked like you, Zhukov, except with a beard.
I swear, the amount of Kitsa look-a-likes is insurmountable. At my old job about 2 years ago, I got the oddest look from anyone when I approached them asking, "You don't happen to be Kitsa do you?".
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