This Twat Makes It Always Winter and Never Christmas

Last week was such a nice week.  Honestly, it was pleasant, my colleagues and I got along.  The only difference between last week and MOST weeks is that this bitch ass ho who unfortunately works in our area was away on vacation.  I swear to God, I would kill – KILL – if I knew I wouldn’t be punished.  After all, destroying my life because hers is a fucking waste doesn’t make sense.  I need to remember this.  This is my mantra…

Let’s back up, shall we??  A few weeks ago — Jesus, was it a month ago now? — she STORMED into my office and YELLED at me, threatening me, saying “YOU WANT TO SEE A BITCH?! I’LL SHOW YOU A BITCH”  She’s really classy, see?  Of course, I brought this to the attention of my boss and her boss (both were away from their offices at the time — this fucking twat wouldn’t have the balls to pull a stunt like this if management was around.)

Since then shit has gone from bad to worse in the office — my colleagues, all of whom I had developed really positive relationships with, are apprehensive, scared, and paranoid.  They are pointing fingers every which way, and my direction seems most comfortable for them.  (Likely because I’m not SCARY like this bitch is, and they don’t have to work as directly with me.)

Now the fucking waste of space is back.  She is avoiding eye contact with me, and will not speak to me.  Of course I’m not really surprised by this.  I’m just so angry that she managed to single-handedly change the whole environment of the office, and management is really doing NOTHING because they didn’t see her public fucking outburst.

And you know how co-workers sometimes bring their fucking kids into work, like that in any way shape or form makes sense?  Some woman did this, and this twat – let’s call her Fuckwad – was out in the office, talking really candidly about how her vag had to be sewn up after the massive child she pushed out.  Umm… know what?  I don’t give a shit about your vagina.  In fact, your vagina is THE reason I am not a lesbian.  So go back in your office, and don’t gross me out with talk of your effing nether regions, you Swamp Thing.

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