so i walk in the door today, a big 8 hours after i left the insane asylum.............wired on strong nawlinz style dark roast coffee and dytramine extreme fat burners, running on half my normal sleep.........
this little 140 pound suburban eminem gansta wanna be they just hired last month is there, ear glued to his cell phone, avoiding doing what he is royally overpaid to do.......
my co-worker, a sweet, polite, older lady, never a bad word for anyone, asks this lil' jerk off to do one of his job duties.........
he snarls at her "in a minute, BIATCH........."
i grab him by his oversized white t shirt, drag his slacker self into the next room and snarl at him "that lady has covered for your worthless slacker ass once too often. you WILL address her as "susan", "ms. smith" or simply "ma'am". you WILL NOT (slamming my hand on the door over his head, making the door tremble in the frame) refer to her as "BIATCH" in my presence. you GOT THAT, BOY? NOW GET THE HELL OUTTA MY SIGHT!"
haven't seen him for about 20 minutes, wonder where he scuttled off to?
i feel so much better!
this little 140 pound suburban eminem gansta wanna be they just hired last month is there, ear glued to his cell phone, avoiding doing what he is royally overpaid to do.......
my co-worker, a sweet, polite, older lady, never a bad word for anyone, asks this lil' jerk off to do one of his job duties.........
he snarls at her "in a minute, BIATCH........."
i grab him by his oversized white t shirt, drag his slacker self into the next room and snarl at him "that lady has covered for your worthless slacker ass once too often. you WILL address her as "susan", "ms. smith" or simply "ma'am". you WILL NOT (slamming my hand on the door over his head, making the door tremble in the frame) refer to her as "BIATCH" in my presence. you GOT THAT, BOY? NOW GET THE HELL OUTTA MY SIGHT!"
haven't seen him for about 20 minutes, wonder where he scuttled off to?
i feel so much better!

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