it'd good to be a girl I tell you

Nov 01, 2006 16:40

Today, i want to go look for a job where I work with a bunch of, women.
A bunch of women working side by side with all that drama and your periods happening on the same days so that you all clash terrible when you're pmsing---heaven....I left work at noon, pissedoff. Ate. Took a shower. Went to get a pap smear at the fancy Dr's. And thought.

See Art was guilt tripping me for not doing the filters.
The filter's that he suggested I do when I was finished with everything else at 10:50, (which means I climb a ladder to the ceiling filters five times around the lab as everyone else works, looking at my butt apparently), and Mike says, Mike says: wait wait till I get back from the BANK to start that! and Art Rolls his eyes and says, Fucking Mike, you just spoiled it for EVERYONE-- and so, fuck it. I read the Dictionary for the last hour and 10 minutes. If they don't take me seriously, I won't take the job seriously. Simple.

You know, A gentleman keeps the right things to himself, and pigs seem to think it's cool to be perverts and, you know I dont'
mind a good dirty joke every now and then but don't make a fucking joke of me while I'm working.
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