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HappyScrappy
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So I'm sitting here at work, listening to Creed and singing Mariah Carey songs outloud simultaneously. So this dude - one of my "bosses" walks up behind me and he's all like "can you please stop doing that" - and so I'm all like... stop doing what?
at first I figured he was referring to the way I'd twirl my unit with my index finger whilst watching streaming video of Golden Girls reruns... but then I recalled that as he was standing there, I was just staring at my screen not doing anything... so he wasn't likely referring to that.
So then I asked him if it had anything to do with me pissing in the copier and then blaming it on the cleaning staff... he said, no that wasn't it - but that brought up the issue of my "attitude."
So I'm all "shut the fuck up! I ain't got to attitude girlfriend" and then I bitchslapped the mofo. which only seemed to make it worse.
these people are so frickin touchy.
anyway, I didn't feel like continuing listening to his little session of making me feel small, so I gave him a titty twister and then spat in his face and called him "sally"
he stormed off and was mumbling something... personally I think I'm gonna be getting a raise - I know I have a meeting later and I'll bet it will come up then. as will my ranging hard on that I get while whistling Kenny G songs... just like any other meeting I suppose.
at first I figured he was referring to the way I'd twirl my unit with my index finger whilst watching streaming video of Golden Girls reruns... but then I recalled that as he was standing there, I was just staring at my screen not doing anything... so he wasn't likely referring to that.
So then I asked him if it had anything to do with me pissing in the copier and then blaming it on the cleaning staff... he said, no that wasn't it - but that brought up the issue of my "attitude."
So I'm all "shut the fuck up! I ain't got to attitude girlfriend" and then I bitchslapped the mofo. which only seemed to make it worse.
these people are so frickin touchy.
anyway, I didn't feel like continuing listening to his little session of making me feel small, so I gave him a titty twister and then spat in his face and called him "sally"
he stormed off and was mumbling something... personally I think I'm gonna be getting a raise - I know I have a meeting later and I'll bet it will come up then. as will my ranging hard on that I get while whistling Kenny G songs... just like any other meeting I suppose.
