Every moment I dwell on it, my anger grows hotter and begins to boil.

[michael_schs]

Subway has infuriated me to a point of utter disbelief. My completely incompetent manager, Tracey Morris, has put my sister up for a raise. My sister has only been there two months. I have been there over three months, and not one word has been whispered about my pay rate. I know for a fact that I work at least twice as hard as she does. And I have to put with with twice the crap. The whole place is absolutely ridiculous. It pisses me off to know that someone who works as hard as I do gets treated like the dirt on someone else's shoe. It's bullish. All of it. Not only is my sister up for a raise, but she started out making more than me. I was going to let that one slide. After all, she is four years older. But come on, this is reaching levels beyond ridiculous.

Maybe my sister is getting a raise because she can relate to Tracey. Let us compare. They both have the same IQ, that of which is equivalent to the chair I am sitting on. Their common sense is about that of the gnat that is buzzing annoyingly around the room. Actually, the gnat might have a little more common sense.

I am so tired of Subway. I refuse to be walked on. If Tracey thinks that she can get away with this repulsive act of favoritism, she has another thing coming. I think that most of you will agree that I am very easy to get along with. I am always calm and collected. But, I am about to snap on Tracey. It will not be pretty.

She really does not know how ugly I get when I am angry. She will soon.