So I got this job at a department store.
I dun like it. Wanna know why?
Because it makes me feel like a sheep. A sheep with very little intelligence.
I'm sick of being a sheep, but as of now I value my studies over money.
So you know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to break off all intelligence & blast "The Temptations" over every frequency possible.
My co-worker is going to have a fucking hay day. The guy loves the Temptations.
Best of all, no one is going to have any fucking idea what the fuck fuck is going on because I'm just another loser who makes $7.25 an hour that lives in her parent's basement.
Okay, so maybe I make $8 something an hour & I only live with my parent's in the summer. Who cares though. It's going to be fucking epic.
Cheers ladies & gentlemen,
some EE student with a passion for acoustics ...& a love for wave theory
