I think I'm currently stuck in a hellacious black-hole type time bender... thing. Every day is flying by so quickly and yet the day itself drags on like a water torture device.
Yesterday: YOU. Just because YOU don't support gay rights doesn't mean the rest of us agree with YOU. But YOUR opinion is the only right one, so when someone doesn't agree with YOU, they're automatically one of 'those people'. Well, madame, f*ck YOU, and YOUR inbred, hilljack, ignorant ways.
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Dear Keebler,
If I hear another GD Office Space joke, I'm going to lose it. One more thing about your damn stapler or the fact you bought a red one for your BFFFFFF and I will rearrange your face. Count on it. And stop wasing printer ink to print off Milton's face. You're lowering my IQ and I'm going to file charges for assault if you keep doing so. Go away.
-Me
Dear Smurf,
BY the way. I do understand your insult this morning. I get that nobody wants to work with me (except maybe the awesomesauce #6 and my mom's twin) but can you at least wait until I'm out of hearing range before you make a joke about me? Watching Drescher dance through the alley and encouraging him, how funnnnnnay. Then you said "Don't get too excited (hisname), you're back here today". Then a pouty face from the dancing monkey followed.....
You're 90% of the problem. Grow up.
-Me
Now let me explain! There was a wonderful, amazing person who used to be employed here. She, fortunately, escaped. Why? Cause they tormented her. Women do that... they play mind games with each other. Guys fight physically and women do it by emotion, that's just how the world works. And I'd bet I could get 98% of women out there to vouch for it, but guys can't seem to believe it happens. It does, gents, it does. Anyway, I digress..... she left and therefore I was the only one to man the battlestation in the back. Then Monkey decided to be a big boy and come back here. We don't talk. I have lost all respect for most of the people present in this establishment and I don't care. I'll be wonderful to customers, they haven't done me any wrong.... but you people, no way. The one person who kept me sane in here left because of all of you and I cannot wait to burn this bridge. But since she's gone, you have apparently designated me the new torture victim. I say bring it...... I'll find a crack in your fortress and so help me, you won't see my Trojan horse arriving.
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