During my shift, my boss came up to me.  ”Man, it’s been a long-ass day,” she said.  ”Want to come over to my place and smoke some weed after our shifts are over?”

“It has been pretty stressful,” I agreed.  ”Sure, let’s do that.”

When my shift was over, we drove over to her place.  I walked in the door, and she looked up at me.  ”Okay, let’s do this!  You’ve got the pot, right?”

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A few days ago, I walked up the the hostess station to check on my tables for the night and saw my manager there chatting with the hostess about their sex lives.  I couldn’t hear anything very well until my boss excitedly squealed, “We’ve had sex with twenty different men!”

My boss is a man.  And we had a full dining room.

My boss called me up at 8:00 last night to tell me that she needed me to be at the office at 6 AM today.  I thought that I was going to get a promotion or get fired.  Turns out she wanted someone to have breakfast with.

My manager closed the store early yesterday.  Why?  He just discovered Farmville.

This past Friday, we had an office Valentine’s Day party.  My boss’ wife got drunk and started flirting with me.  I tried to move away without causing a scene, but she was very insistent.  Finally, I was able to get my boss to take her home.  He seemed quite upset, and called me up later to tell me that I would have to come in to work this weekend.  I think this is punishment for his wife flirting with me.

I’m a woman.

One of my co-workers was going around and asking for donations to be sent to Haiti for earthquake relief.  SHe asked my boss if he would be making a donation.

“No,” he said.  ”Because they probably brought it on themselves. God must be punishing them”

Last week, it was my boss’ birthday.  We all signed a card for him and got him a cake.  After we sang “Happy Birthday” to him, he grabbed the cake, carried it into his office, and locked the door.

I had to get surgery, so I requested a week off from work.  My manager said I needed a doctor’s note, which I provided him with.

When I came in after the week was up to check the schedule, I saw that I wasn’t on it.  ”You need a note from your doctor saying that you can come back to work.”  my manager said.  I showed him that the doctor had written that I could go back to work after one week.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be back on the schedule next week.” he told me.

A few months later, I requested a day off from work to go to the dentist.  My manager told me that I had used up all of my off days when I was gone  from work for two weeks.

I was in my boss’ office, going over some accounting stuff, when she paused me.  ”I’ll be right back,” she said.  ”Wait here.”

She hurried out of her office and closed the door.  As I sat there, I wondered what happened.  And then it hit me.

My boss had farted and left me to take the blame.