I am so fucking livid right now, I hope I make sence....
AFter my Boston Vacation my job was really easy to put up with. I figured my hatred and animosity for that place and the people who work there would SLOWLY come back.
It's back stonger than it was before, and it happeend suddenly.
My fucking bitch of a boss pulled me and a newer guy into a meeting, giving us TRAINING. The newer guy I can understand...IVE BEEN THERE FOR 2 and a HALF YEARS ALREADY.
Motherfucker! I've been there longer than some of these fuckers, and they've already gotten raises, promotions, and probably free blowjobs from my BITCH of a boss.
And the hilarious thing is that she's calling this training, and NOTHING IS BEING TRAINED. She shows us ads that customers have liked in the last few months, and tells us to look at the Advertisement examples in the ad books.
THAT ISN'T TRAINING. IT'S ADVICE. SHE JUST CALLS IT TRAINING SO SHE CAN MAKE IT SEEM LIKE SHE'S DOING SOMEHTING MORE BENEFICIAL AND NOBLE OR WHATEVER.
FUCK THAT PLACE, FUCK MY BITCH OF A BOSS, AND ALL HER LITTLE SHIT UNDERLINGS. FUCK EM ALL.
pant pant.
Bryn, do you think I could borrow your Bruce Bot? Or maybe the Pirates could come visit for a few days...Got some Bosses to kill....
girlcunt:
i think that everytime i go back to workon mondaythat it will take me until at least wednesday to be filled with hatred for work... i'm always proven wrong. always.
bryn:
dude, ill loan you the Tank, and the Pirates. theyre making their way up there anyway, so ill tell them to make a pitstop to do some throat-slitting. then you can use the Tank to blow the place up. hows that sound?