So last night I got into this really strange convo with the Tshirt. I liked his non emotional ass at first because my ex was like a 14 y/o girl on the rag. But our talk did not sit right with me and I couldn't sleep last night.
Then I get into work and got an email from the bitch in accounting looking for paperwork that her lazy fat ass can find herself.
I began working on a large shipment that was placed on my desk after I left and the customer, in less than one hour, emailed 4 times, called my lead, and my manager and the fucking CEO of the company. Then his bitch ass decided to call me last to see if I was working on the project.
Oh and he also got our Singapore contact on my ass too, so responded to his email as soon as I got it. Not five minutes after I sent it the CEO came down to tell me I fucked up. NOT because I didn't respond like my crotch was on fire, but because this particular shipment was supposed to have Pig tails and not regular fucking cords. Not that that info was on the PO or in the multiple email strings I was sent. How was I supposed to know it was a fucking special order when I left my goddamn crystal ball at home! Fuck.
Then the lazy ass in accounting sic's her boss on me. And now I'm ready to burn the building down and have only been to work an hour and 20 minutes.