Stardate 10092009.2

I have just gotten home from the labor camp known as the American Fork Wal-Mart. And after many hours of monotonous slaving away and being insulted by the mental incompetents that call themselves customers I had to pick up a couple items. What type of irony that this corporation has that it barely hands out any cash to those who labor hour after hour and then charge them outrageous prices to buy the necessities like food.
When I got home Brittany bragged to me that she is working four hours tomorrow and she will be making about 8 dollars less than I am for an 8 hour shift.
Oh well, the fight goes on against the evil Empire and it's evil corporation! May the Force be with you.