story about SEALs

Well this peach demper is potentially taking up my workspace here.
And I could really use it right now.
No, I want three times the money
for this unskilled labor.
And this store should be mine, too.
Well, I was born here, unlike these expat dempers.
Who helped this family
they don't understand any language in the world.
Yssarian, stop it. Everybody's looking at us.

Can you believe I'm not yessir right now.
And I'd kick the neck of the management
who made all this mess everywhere.

I met them at 1:00 in the morning when I was taking out a plate of street cat food.
I'm a cat waiter. And I said hello to this couple
who pretended to be in love for me in front of the elevator
as I walked down the stairs with the cat food.
The blonde overdid it, and her man didn't dare look at me.
And I faced the crooked poster in the “love is” profile
On what floor is this interesting daily rental here oh my god.

But excuse me, I said to these strangers the traditional hello
With a smile
and added a mental slut about both of them.

It's not an essay, it's a piece of crap.
It's made up by jpti chat now on demand story about SEALs.

I don't know, I didn't even read it.
who's talking about kitties anyway?