Good Riddance, Blockfuckster. >______<;;;;

[jazzifizzle]

WOW. I didn't expect my store manager to act the way she did about my resignation. First of all, when I went into work last night, she tried to send me back home 'cuz she "didn't want anyone working if they don't like it here that much." HA! Bitch, you just don't wanna pay me. After I refused to leave and told her that I intend to work my last two weeks (which is only like 3 more days, really), she went off into another tangent about how I'm the only one who isn't enjoying it at Blockbuster and that all her customers and other employees love how it is now. WOW. WOOOOOW. Excuse my Pig Latin, but she's way over her uckin-fay mind. She so doesn't realize what's happening when her back is turned: how we all think she's a crazy Nazi and how customers come up to me and whisper to me how they think she should be put in a mental hospital because her overexcessively bubbly attitude scares the shit out of them. Anyways, after that, she totally was trying to make me feel bad about putting in my two weeks, talking about how she spends so many hours in the store, she has two kids that she homeschools, et cetera et cetera et cetera. How the fuckin' A is that relevant to me turning in my resignation. I feel no remorse for you, HO. She's so freakin' scared right now; fumbling with the office supplies on the desk when she was talking to me and not even looking me in the eye when she was talking to me sometimes. WHATEVER. WHAT THE FUCK EVER. I'm so glad I'm done with all this crap. YAY for working at Starbucks tonight! >:D

*****THIS ONE'S GOING PUBLIC NOW, 'CUZ I DON'T REALLY GIVE A SHIT IF ANYONE FROM BLOCKBUSTER READS THIS OR NOT.