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As many of you know already, I took employment at Walmart about 6 months ago to help make ends meet until I can find a good Christian man to marry me and take care of me. But words can not express the outrage I feel over the discrimination I have been victim to!
It all started a week ago when my supervisor told me I couldn't work from one of those motorized wheelchairs they provide. I really don't see the problem since they have them there for anyone to use, right? I can greet customers as they come in the store just as easily from a sitting position as a standing position. I voiced my concern to my boss, but he would have none of it.
Earlier this week I was reprimanded for eating a doughnut from the bakery. I really don't see what the big deal was. My blood-sugar was low and I was going to pay for it when that hippie store manager butted in. He just assumed I was stealing it (as if!) and accused me thusly. He also chose that time to embarrass me by pointing out I was in one of the store's wheelchairs at the time. The nerve of that man, if he can be called a man.
Today was the last straw. I was minding my own business greeting customers and offering them Chick tracts and Biblical flash cards. That was when the hippie manager (who is most likely a homer) walked over and told me I couldn't talk about Jesus at work! I calmly asked him why he would want to spit in the face of Baby Jesus. I may have also bumped him a little with the motorized wheelchair, I'm not sure. But can you believe that wretched man fired me? I judged him with righteous judgment as the Bible commands and called him a homer and a hippie. I made sure my voice was strong and loud enough so all Christians in the store could hear and be properly warned of this man.
I should have known better than to take employment at such a communist, God-hating place. Is there no end to the amount of discrimination we must endure as True Christians? So now the search is on for a good Christian lawyer to handle my case. Please pray for one to be sent my way.
It all started a week ago when my supervisor told me I couldn't work from one of those motorized wheelchairs they provide. I really don't see the problem since they have them there for anyone to use, right? I can greet customers as they come in the store just as easily from a sitting position as a standing position. I voiced my concern to my boss, but he would have none of it.
Earlier this week I was reprimanded for eating a doughnut from the bakery. I really don't see what the big deal was. My blood-sugar was low and I was going to pay for it when that hippie store manager butted in. He just assumed I was stealing it (as if!) and accused me thusly. He also chose that time to embarrass me by pointing out I was in one of the store's wheelchairs at the time. The nerve of that man, if he can be called a man.
Today was the last straw. I was minding my own business greeting customers and offering them Chick tracts and Biblical flash cards. That was when the hippie manager (who is most likely a homer) walked over and told me I couldn't talk about Jesus at work! I calmly asked him why he would want to spit in the face of Baby Jesus. I may have also bumped him a little with the motorized wheelchair, I'm not sure. But can you believe that wretched man fired me? I judged him with righteous judgment as the Bible commands and called him a homer and a hippie. I made sure my voice was strong and loud enough so all Christians in the store could hear and be properly warned of this man.
I should have known better than to take employment at such a communist, God-hating place. Is there no end to the amount of discrimination we must endure as True Christians? So now the search is on for a good Christian lawyer to handle my case. Please pray for one to be sent my way.
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