Oh I will FUCK some CUNT
Don't be a fucking bitch to me.
I got fired and there is nothing to hold me back from punching you in your snotty fucking face. Don't be a dumb cunt. Don't call me over about a problem that my shit isn't in numerical order you stupid stupid bitch. It IS in numerical order, I know this because when you called me over and showed me the "problem" you proved yourself wrong. And if you're so fucking stupid that you need me to waste staples in order for you to tell what goes with what, (although it's pretty fucking obvious that every page with RED writing that ISN'T a photocopy is the start of a pile) then maybe you should get an education and get yourself l-e-a-r-n-e-d sister because I don't have to put up with your bullshit and I fear for your children being raised by such an ignorant bitch.
I'm fucking LIVID, and don't fucking intercom people that know NOTHING about why I didn't staple shit together for you dumb ass. I'm sorry there's no communication and I take direction from tons of people so sometimes you wont have the 411 on what I'M supposed to be doing. Not that it concerns your fat ass anyway.
You go to the warehouse and get your 2 fucking sodas, you eat your fucking meat, continue to sit there acting like a pretentious silly little bitch. I'll meet you in hell, and then I'll fucking slice your shit. And THAT'S when we'll talk procedure cunt!
Talk procedure to my fucking shank hooker!
I got fired and there is nothing to hold me back from punching you in your snotty fucking face. Don't be a dumb cunt. Don't call me over about a problem that my shit isn't in numerical order you stupid stupid bitch. It IS in numerical order, I know this because when you called me over and showed me the "problem" you proved yourself wrong. And if you're so fucking stupid that you need me to waste staples in order for you to tell what goes with what, (although it's pretty fucking obvious that every page with RED writing that ISN'T a photocopy is the start of a pile) then maybe you should get an education and get yourself l-e-a-r-n-e-d sister because I don't have to put up with your bullshit and I fear for your children being raised by such an ignorant bitch.
I'm fucking LIVID, and don't fucking intercom people that know NOTHING about why I didn't staple shit together for you dumb ass. I'm sorry there's no communication and I take direction from tons of people so sometimes you wont have the 411 on what I'M supposed to be doing. Not that it concerns your fat ass anyway.
You go to the warehouse and get your 2 fucking sodas, you eat your fucking meat, continue to sit there acting like a pretentious silly little bitch. I'll meet you in hell, and then I'll fucking slice your shit. And THAT'S when we'll talk procedure cunt!
Talk procedure to my fucking shank hooker!