I'm surprized they didn't want my dental records!

G'day mate. I'm officially an Outback Steakhouse server. The interview went well, mostly. I got there and had to go through another verbal test! Lets see that only makes.... three. I've taken three tests in the application process of working at Outback. That's not all though, I still have to go to an orientation, take a wine, liquor, and beer test, and take a menu test, then I get to go through three training days. I'm surprized they didn't want my dental records and eye scan. Nontheless I'm happy to have a job. Okay so back to the interview. The talking part went just fine and I must say that I looked pretty darn spiffy in my vintage aussie outfit. The kangaroo went over well too until I let him loose. The manager freaked out and in all the excitement I threw the boomerang too hard and instead of knocking the hoppable creature out I cut his head off! You can imagine the panic and talk about feeling awkward! To make a long story short, I cleaned up the blood, disposed of the body, and in the end my charms and dashing costume won me the job. Oi.

I just today experienced the most decieving professor ever. I'm sitting in Adolescent Psychology waiting for the Prof. to get there and finally after what must have been 3 seconds in he walks. He was a tall, skiny, older gentleman with white hair and neatly trimmed facial hair. The general feeling I got from this guy was a nice old man whose class was gonna be full of talk and not much assigned work. I couldn't be more wrong in my entire life even if I tried purposely every single day until I die. He handed out the sylabus and I thought maybe it was a joke. Now that I think about it I think he said something about his family coming from a long line of third world country dictators. I'm about 99.9% sure I'm gonna drop the class and pick up something a little easier like advanced calculous techniques.

I'm afraid the time has come for me to depart you today, I have some much needed studying to tackle. I won't leave you empty handed though, here is a romantic poem for all the guys to read to their lovely girlfriends.

Nappy head, nappy head,
eyes like a frog,
bend on over,
and I'll hump you like a dog!
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