Pajeet Fatigue
When Canadian jeets are so bad at their jobs you start questioning why you ever left your house.
The jeet at the gas station didn’t know how to scan my gas. He said, ‘It’s a mystery.’
I asked for a hot dog and got a cold bun. The jeet just said, ‘It’s a lifestyle.’
I tried to return a broken toaster and the jeet said, ‘We don’t take returns. We take vibes.’