I hate my fu*king life, I'm a goddamn failure. I'm 22 years old and I'm a lowly frycook at a fast food joint. This is the only job I've ever had and I probably won't ever get a better one. My coworker harasses me verbally all day. If I told my boss he'd probably just cut my already low salary. All he cares about is money Outside of work I just blow bubbles for fun. My best friend is retarded but I suppose that's better than nothing. I'm in love with one of my neighbors, she's a gorgeous southern girl who just moved here from Texas. Her life is so much more exciting than mine, I'm sure she'd never fall in love with me. I'm stuck in my home town because I never learned to drive. I fail the driving test every time I take it. Worst of all, I live in a pineapple under the sea.