/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

This is it. This time they actually lost my package.

There was a month-long strike in October. I can clearly picture the sweaty hairy shitskin deliverymen going through packages while the storage building is supposed to be closed down... Edmilson dos Santos and Cleber Melo (lighter skinned shitskins, actual deliverymen) came in along with Valdiscleydson da Silva, a friend from the favela they all hail from, to see what they could get now that all those imported goods were left unattended. They bribed the security guard with a cut of the profits they were going to make and just went in no problem.

They're checking each label, their sweat from the 40 degree Celsius heat dripping on every box. The loot is good so far, with their skills combined they manage to get something valuable from every package they violate. Four cellphones, one ps4, three high-end brand purses, all stuff that Valdiscleydson can sell with his favelado buddies.

Then they open my package. A blouse, a jsk. They laugh at my burando, Cleber mentions that sometimes weird shit comes in, he's used to stealing packages. Valdiscleydson uses the straps of my JSK to use it as a pretend cape. They laugh some more, decide they can't resell that crap, put it back in the box and go back to their business.

In the end, they throw away the boxes of all the stuff they stole (can't leave traces, gotta pretend it all just ~disappeared~) and my precious burando with it. Into the fucking trash it goes.

I hate this country and its people with a passion.