Bored, bored, bored.... and surrounded by my sister's kids. There is nothing worse than a troop of hateful little yard-apes who smell like dirt and push my buttons.
I had a terrific day at work. Let me just tell you how much glee it would've given me to rip my eyeballs out of their sockets.
Well... perhaps not my own, but those belonging to a certain dried-up lich that I work with. "Oh, don't ask her... she wouldn't know! Ha ha..." Yeah... you've been working at the company for 1 year, as opposed to my 4 months, and I can already run the Baan program like it's my main bitch and you're trying to weasle me into doing part of your job since you're too much of a fucking gossip to get it done on your own job time.
I hate people. Old women who constant whine and shovel their emotional crap onto everyone around them, especially.
Ok. I'm done. Had to vent. Couldn't vent earlier.
And now it's time to explain to my 1st grader why stupid people are allowed to run amok in North Carolina.
Joygasm.
I had a terrific day at work. Let me just tell you how much glee it would've given me to rip my eyeballs out of their sockets.
Well... perhaps not my own, but those belonging to a certain dried-up lich that I work with. "Oh, don't ask her... she wouldn't know! Ha ha..." Yeah... you've been working at the company for 1 year, as opposed to my 4 months, and I can already run the Baan program like it's my main bitch and you're trying to weasle me into doing part of your job since you're too much of a fucking gossip to get it done on your own job time.
I hate people. Old women who constant whine and shovel their emotional crap onto everyone around them, especially.
Ok. I'm done. Had to vent. Couldn't vent earlier.
And now it's time to explain to my 1st grader why stupid people are allowed to run amok in North Carolina.
Joygasm.