ahh! if you could only work at my job for ten seconds you'd attempt to strangle yourself, though it sounds ridiculous... you have never met my clients. how they chase me up a wall, tease me with my own sanity on a string, tearing at my patience like a kid at the first present Christmas morning. You may think ha, my job is harder and why did she bitch, we all have to work. well blah blah blah to you. do your clients yell and scream like a 5 year old in toys r us, as you drag them from their corderioes, when in reality she is 24. no no, i don't think so. oh it was oh so easy at the bank, they yelled so much less, and i just walked away when they did. not so much of the no, i'm not doing it. why should i do it, i dont want i'd rather just complain about it then just doing it.. a basic you suck reminder at every corner on a floersent pink post it, just in case i had forgot along the way. well you know what, i just want to walk the fuck out and on the way, remind you that, hey you suck too and hey i fucking hate you too. thanks so much for you time, why don't you shove your nasty ass attitude up yours and maybe this is why you have no friends. who wants to be an assholes friend? you know who? no one.
dedicated to the people who torment my life.
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