I was fired from my position as Assistant Needs Director for Wallingford. He felt my snack production levels were unacceptable and my general snap-to-it-ness was lacking. He said I needed an attitude adjustment. I wasn't actually fired, just demoted to Beef Jerkey Boy. I said I didn't know what that was, and he raised an eyebrow and said, "You get me Beef Jerkey."
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