Feb 05, 2005 07:44
Just some thoughts, i just got outta work and I feel like tearing someone apart. Like with a spork and some fishing line. Being creative is fun the first grade teacher always said. Who knew? Anyhow yeah, my winamp dies on my compy (boo-hoo) my car smokes whenever I drive it (boo-hoo) and I'm single (kinda cool, kinda shitty). There, Im done bitching, now onto the fun...
My job blows, BUT I work with some seriously weird people so its cool. I think it lasted or about an hour but we were talking about porn, then Magic, then I think phlegm (and other various bodily fluids), back to porn, sex, bad box jokes, and then feet. All in a dayswork :-D. But of course, at every job theres that BITCH that always fucks up your mojo. Just her presence makes me sick, backstabbing bitch without even the fucking intestinal fortitude to say anything to your face. I swear, the first chance I get Im dropping a 27" TV on her head. Well I guess I wasnt done bitching!! I wont reveal her name cuz I know people I work with read this and will say something to her. CHERYL!!! Oops...Did I type that? Oh dear.. *Insidious laughter*
Let the fun begin, bitchass!!!