themonarch

I hate assholes. Not the ones our poo comes out of, the ones you run into at work, on the road, etc.
Case in point, a few crybaby bitches I work with.
One can't deal with it if he doesn't get a copy of something. Instead of turning to the person next to him and saying, can I see that? Or are there anymore copies? He just sulks and tries to point fingers.
The other, just a straight up CUNT. I rarely use that word, but this bitch deserves it.
Woman has no power over me. Not anywhere near being my boss, but she likes to think she is.
And she's so threatened by my pitches in the room because they get in more often than hers that she feels the need to confront me on a weekly basis and tell me to keep my mouth shut. Well, sorry, bitch. My boss wants me to keep pitching. So stop your bitching.
If she doesn't like it, she can feel free to get me fired.
At least then I wouldn't have to see her crumpled face shooting me the stinkeye.
-E