Days like today are when I sit and think,
“If I had a choice where to work in security, where I am now or Freddy Fazbear’s…I’d go with the evil animatronics trying to kill me over these residents any day.”
Considering the hippy fest I had to deal with recently, sign me up for 8 rows of teeth fredbear and a key chain flashlight.
I want a Foxy plushie then. I anticipate getting stuffed into a suit to be less painful than being asked to do something and then being yelled at 20 mins later for doing the thing you were asked.
I think being potentially lifted into the ceiling by an animatronic is a tad bit worse than being attack hugged by a guy who was so high, China said he invaded their airspace.
