So I saw the three musketeers in the lobby last night. One of which was supposed to come back and work with me but when you kiss enough ass, you don't have to work. Probably cause your lips are so chaffed and you can't deliver excellent customer service if you can't talk. I wish you couldn't. Anyway, that scares the hell out of me since you so desperately want to climb the social and work ladder. I'm bringing the saw to cut the rungs.... cause you haven't earned what you're getting. Stop being a suckup because I promise you there will be a riot if you get any sort of power. And I'll be at the front with the sharpest pitchfork.
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