for eight hours a day i walk around a smoke filled room full of bells, drunkards, addicts, assholes, and people obviously richer then me. i push in chairs, empty ashtrays, put my keys into doors and open those doors. inside those doors are things i fill with tickets, or retrieve a stollen bill from an acceptor that ate it. or it contains a reset switch that resets a computer thats proabbly a pos anywatys.
i also write out your most personal information (the shit that i could steal your identy with) that makes you have to pay at least 300 dollars to the us government.
i see bar fights, people knocking over atms in anger, and aLOT of money.
