Jan 12, 2005 16:07
i can't say things when i need to say them.
Fuck you you fat bitch. How would you like it if someone talked shit about your mom.
I fucking hate it, i honestly do. And the only reason that i still work here and put up with this shit is because i make damn good money.
I really just want to walk up to her and say something. Like how does it feel to be in high school again.
And the pathetic part about it is the hysterics im in about this.
If she wasn't bigger than me i'd kill her. I honestly would.
I wish there was a work place without the office politics.(especially when dumb immature fuck ups create the office politics about my mother).