somedays, i really wonder why i go to work. yesterday i had to restrain a kid that was threatening my co-wroker. i got a scratch on my chest, a ton of bruises, and a golf ball sized knot on my head. other than that, i got a pitcher of juice and a bottle of fabreeze poured over my head. the little bastard waited until the male staff went off for a break, so that he could fight the two female staff. what a slimey bitch of a kid. anyone want my job for a day? i could use a break. 
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And it's not even powered by microsoft.
So like... do you eat eggs and crepes and stuff?
oh and once I am healthy again...its on girlfriend.