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By Francis Woods |
Well, well, well. Guess who, Tiger? That’s right; it’s your brother, Francis. Since you haven’t even spoken to me since you’ve become such a hotshot golfer, the good folks at CraveOnline have given me this forum to fill you in on some fantastic news. Or maybe I should say “fil” you in on some fantastic news. That’s right, I have just been named assistant manager of the Chick-fil-A Homestead branch. |
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I hope to one day manage this store. They have their own playground.
Oh yeah… How’s your career going? I’m sorry. I haven’t really been paying attention. Since I’ve been promoted, I’ve been too busy looking for a new employee ever since Sarah burned herself in the deep fryer. Hey, if you’re looking for a job, maybe you can apply. Of course you won’t get any preferential treatment from me, but unlike you, I’ll at least acknowledge your existence.
If you’re qualified, I might even hire you. I won’t even make you go into the basement and hang out until the district manager leaves, like you used to do to me when we were teenagers every time some agent or big-shot golfer came over.
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