I'm never shopping at this pawn shop...

http://www.centredaily.com/news/weird_n ... 36828.html

Here is my pawn shop story.

i was in the Air Force for four years working on the base network, email servers, etc. I ignore all the jobs in the Triangle and move back to Florida where the job market at the time sucked. So I started hitting up the placement agencies. I go into this one place, take all the pc aptitude tests and blow them out of the water. They guy is real excited, oh yeah, we'll find something for you real soon.

An hour after I get home they call me up to tell me they found a job for me. Late night teller at the pawn shop in the shitty part of town.

I wonder if the price tag says, "Shitty Gold Bracelets-- Good deal!"

If I could poop gold, I could probably arrange a "two girls, one cup" party every night of the week!

Catacomb, that sucks. Those Army commercials don't describe what really happens when you get out. They say the military will prepare you for your civilian life, but what they really mean is that the military will over-qualify you for civilian life. That's one of the things my dad had to deal with when he got out of the Marines. He was a Drill Instructor at the Drill Instructor Academy, so basically, he's a professional runner of things. Out here, he can't stand working for anyone because he immediately spots the weaknesses and inefficiencies of the modern working world.