What was it like working at HB? It was like slavery. They treated me like straight up donkey pee. Self-assuring. They treated me like a straight up slave. My job was to get the car to HB. HB was a food store. And every time I come inside to get a drink of water, they'd be like, why are you in here in the foe? Can't you carry a bottle of water with you outside? If I carry the bottle with me outside, it's going to get hot and I'm going to be drinking boiled hot ass sun water. Can I come inside and get some air-conditioned water please? It was ridiculous, man. I had to root as manager ever. It was a no offense to the homosexual community. It was a lesbian, dyke-looking female with a cruel cut and skinniest hair with the nastiest, thinkiest attitude her name was, Rashonda. I remember her name because I used to pray every night for God to send a meteorite down and hit that bitch. She was rude to me. Crude to me. Didn't treat me with any respect. Made fun of me to my face. Made fun of me behind my back with other managers. She was just a most evil like the wicked witch of the HB. She was just the evilest female ever. One time I mistakenly put a ball. She told me to put the ball in a different area. She told me to put the ball in the corner. So I did exactly as she asked me to do. I put the ball in the corner. When I put the ball in the corner, she used to have her little friends that was co-managers of the HB. And the little co-manager friends used to run a tail Rashonda what I did. So Rashonda can make fun of me in front of everybody in the HB store. So this girl saw that I put the ball in the corner. And she ran her little tail, snitch and ask to Rashonda. And said, Rashonda, look where he put the ball. He put the ball in the corner. He didn't put the ball in the ball pin. And then Rashonda said, come here, Deandre. Come here right now. I said, yes ma'am, how old are you? I said, I'm 18. Why? And I think I was 18. Why? Then act like it. And she said it's so loud. I like it. I, it echoed in the store. All the customers turned around to stare at me. Then act like it. I was so mad. I went outside. I started pushing over the basket y'all. I was so mad that she disrespected me like that in front of the whole department store. That's what a guy I wanted. A duke and a duke. I was red as donkid penis to pest. Oh man, I was so mad. T. I was so mad, bro. And they were trying to calm me down outside. They were like, don't get mad, Deandre. They used to call me D6. Because I had a name tag that said D6 before I made my YouTube account. They were like, don't get mad D6. Don't get mad D6. Calm down. Are you at work? Rukin? Don't get in trouble, Rukin. Watch my stupid ass. They were like, don't get mad D6. I said, nah bro, she shouldn't talk to me like that, bro. She should talk to me like that, bro. I'm tired of her, bro. Because she would do that all the time. I remember one time, Rishonda sent me home for drinking water, y'all. For drinking a cup of water, y'all. I was outside. I was getting the best. I come inside. I'm drinking a cup of water. And I'm looking at her out in my peripheral vision. I'm looking at her as I'm drinking my water. And she sees me looking at her. She comes up to me. She said, go home. I said, what? Yeah, go home. I said, go home. Go home for what? Go home. She wouldn't even answer why I had to go home. She just forced me to go home. And I was pissed off because I was supposed to have my first ever lunch that day. And I had my lunch already. I went to Waterburger. I had a nice burger. I was going to take that burger up during lunch. I got so mad. I got my goddamn burger. I started eating the burger inside of God damn store. And I walked out of the God damn store. I was so mad at her. She would pick on me all the time. I could play the one time sketching. I could play one time to my manager. My manager. I forgot her name. My manager, Jana. My manager, Jana. She said she'll talk to her about it. That's the only time a manager. Because Arnie, the gay homosexual boss that used to hit on me, he was cool with her Shonda because Roshonda was a lesbian. And Arnie was a homosexual. So he would cut for her whatever she'd do, whatever she would ever happen. Arnie let her do whatever she wanted to do. She could cut anybody out. She could treat anybody like trash. And Arnie going to rock with her, going on a lot of her to do that. Because Arnie was a piece of trash too. Arnie was rude to me too. Because I didn't want to give him none of my booty. I went down with the fruity. He wanted to get mad at me. He wanted her ass. He wanted to talk mess about me. All that's out there. I prayed bro. I prayed bro. And I remember many years ago when that HB got flooded out during the hurricane. I used to call it hurricane Ike and Tina. I did a video many years ago before I deleted it and riding my bicycle. As they were cleaning out the HB because it was flooded with water. And I was screaming. HB is dead. Bitch. HB is dead. Arnie I hate you. I hate you Arnie. I hate you with Shonda. HB is dead. And that's why I started working outside only. Because back then I used to be a bagger and I used to work outside too. I had two jobs. But it was one job. After Shonda was being rude to me and everybody basically everybody in the entire HB was rude to me after they learned I wanted to be a comedian. After they learned I wanted to be a comedian they all started making fun of me. They all was saying I wasn't funny. I told one of my male co-workers that I thought was my home boy. A personal story about me being molested by my stepfather. And then he went blabbing. Everybody all my co-workers. So everybody in the HB knew I was molested by my stepfather. And they started making fun of me. They started making fun of me. And then they started saying that I wasn't funny. That I would never be a comedian. That I would never get fans. And on this day I may not be famous. But on this day I worked solely on YouTube 12 years. I had fans. It may not be a lot of fans but I got people that care about me. I got people that call me funny every day. I'm so glad I didn't let what those people was telling me at that time. They tearing me from my dream. And I'm glad that I didn't let those people at that time stop me from doing what I wanted to do with my life. They treated me real disrespectful at that HB. Damn, that job really traumatized me. Nicely why I don't want to do a regular job. That job and my other job taking care of seeing citizens. My grandma was a client and my grandma had a bucket full of feces and it slipped and it doused me with feces. After that and working at HB I said I don't give a shit. I could live under a bridge. I can die under a bridge. I'm not going to do no regular job. And I stayed true today for now with 10, 11, 12 years later. I just can't do it. I'm being on. I can't do that. They were so mean to me. T and that damn HB bro. I said I'm not doing it. I'm sorry. I can't do it. I remember one time I went to another HB to work because the other HB needed help because of her came or something. It was disrespectful to me at the other HB too. I ain't got time, bro. It was like people don't like me. I don't understand. People just don't like how I am. How I talk. I'm goofy. I'm not like everybody else. I talk too much. I got a loud mouth. They don't like me. I'm not like everybody else. I talk too much. I got a loud mouth. They don't like me. People in my personal life do not like me. They think I'm weird. Straight guys think I'm gay. Females think I'm a pedophile or rapist or a murderer. They think every negative thing about me. And I'm not this terrible person. I keep to myself. I don't harass anyone. I don't do any nasty behavior to anybody. But people just hate me. They think all these negative things about me. And they treat me like trash. Like seriously, my whole life. People treated me like a man. I'm not like a man. I'm not like a man. I'm not like a man. I'm not like a man. People treated me like trash. Y'all think I'm kidding. Y'all think I'm joking. Y'all think I'm making a joke. My whole life from the womb until the tomb. They have treated me with so much disrespect. Like my father was hit with some shit. And I think people just take advantage of me. Because they know I'm not going to be no rude person or me. Person 9 times out of 10. I'm pretty nice. So that's what developed my character where I'm meaner now. And I tell people what's on my mind. That H.E.B. experience is why I'm like I am today. Where I tell people what I think. Where I argue with people for hours. Where I don't care what people say about me. Where I cuss you out. Where I make fun of you. Because all that men that were shondermes. That earning men. Them people breaking in front of me. Those people talking about me. All that. It's build up. And I never talk back to them at H.E.B. I never talk back to them. I never got an argument back. I always took it. I always took it. I always took it. And in the end I say you know what I ain't going to take it. I'm going to do what I got to do to make it.