Oh where do I begin? Where oh where...
I could start with the obvious... but I'm gonna save that. Oh yes... yes I will. Because NO ONE is safe from my ire this evening people. Not one person.
I know, I'll begin with Buttercup. Oh sure, I've kept my mouth shut about work for some days now... weeks even. Ever since I had the workplace scare in my log file, I've tried to keep the trap shut, you know what I'm sayin?
But I can't hold off...
BC is just so... so... so... FUCKING IRRITATING. And you know what? I don't have to be nice to the bitch anymore. So BC, if you're reading, then you just knock yourself out sister.
Let me see if you can get this straight, okay? I don't work on your team anymore. And let me see if you can get this - I OUTRANK you. You got that? Not that I'm one to pull the power plays, but I can if I need to. So you just remember that, you dumb bitch.
So when I ask you to check on something for me, you fucking check on it, and you check on it with a god damned smile on your fat pancake face, okay? Don't come back telling me to send an email in to check the status on something with the IT group. IT IS YOUR JOB TO RUN INTERFERENCE FOR THEM. But then again, you dumb twat... you never had a good idea what the fuck your job was to begin with, did you? I got an idea, why don't you save up your money, and instead of paying tuition at that stripmall college you are going to, invest in BUYING A FUCKING CLUE.
Okay?
Damn.
all right what's next what's next...
open it up »wow snidge..if i knew all this was going on, maybe i would have asked you how your day was going instead of just talking about me the whole time.
and two minutes? that's just sad. at least make it through a commercial break.
I am SO going to EWK's with you on the 25th!!
And Broad filled me in on the blog issues. Something is definately fishy.