Wednesday, September 10, 2008

RATS!

I have had the pleasure of working with some of the Biggest and Worst RATS in the world. One comes to mind in particular.
I keep trying to let bygones be bygones, but everyday she does something to send me over the edge.
I will get into the background first, and then we’ll cover what this whiney little cunt did to get me going today…

It all started roughly a year ago when that useless twott started working here.

She pretended to be shy and afraid.
I helped her out a lot. I took over many duties so that she wouldn’t get yelled at.
As it turns out this was the cunts master plan.

I would drive to a bus stop for her to get home easier, I even drove her home on many an occasion, and never even once asked for a penny in return.
SO... She goes and gets me into trouble with this full time Psycho named Sonia (who btw is now an agent... figures.) Sonia starts to yell at me, I keep telling her to mind her own business, she RUNS to the Administrator who then feels the need to “talk to me” this is the worst because the second she “talks” to you it more or less means that you are at fault.
Because of that she cut my hours. She cut them into less than half.
Guess who got them… That’s right THE RAT!
The Saga continued…
About two months ago the stupid cunt got me into more trouble with the “Boss” by saying that I leave the premises to smoke when I am supposed to be at my desk.
Ya right. I leave when I have a break and smoke because I can because I am on a break. Further more those 15 min breaks don’t allow me to go very far.
Then I got sick really bad one night I had to leave early and the stupid bitch ran again and told the “Boss” that I just up and left. I had informed every one. I wasn’t feeling well. I actually felt like I was on deaths door.
But no… more trouble.
THEN…
There is this agent upstairs who needed more help. I was going to take it but because my old boss upstairs got angry that I considered it, got the “Boss” to suspend me from work for a few days, and not give me any more hours, and instead guess who gets the temp job upstairs? That’s right the RAT!
So the bad hair fucktard is standing in the office today and is looking at me with the air of “I’m Better than you, and HAHA” You've got to see this lanky stringy bitch ...
I used to feel so bad for her, especially when every one found out that she has some kind of stomach cancer.
Now I am like MEH! what ever if she lives or dies it makes no difference to me.
I swear one of these days she is going to get her head fucking punched in…
BY ME.
I try so hard to ignore her. Sometimes it just gets to me.
I can’t wait to get the fuck out of this hell hole.
How's that for a rant.
Put that in your hat and smoke it BITCH...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

whew...i smile chesire-ishly as i love the way you use my other favourite word....C U N T...as much as it may not seem that way, 'crash'...remember, what goes around, comes around...she'll definitely get hers one day and like i tell Lise...maybe not on YOUR time frame but definitely fate's timeframe....and hope you can find another job soon...

smiles and hugs to ya, girl!
hang in there....

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