This sorry-ass excuse for a man should be run through a wood-chipper. Feet first.
Fucking dickless bastard.
Showing posts with label People suck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label People suck. Show all posts
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Screw You, & the Horse You Rode In On...
Yeah, I edited the post. I think this title fits better.
I'm out. After the day I've had today, all I want to do is curl up into a ball & rock myself to sleep for, oh, about a week. I am just done with being stressed out about a job that in the grand scheme of things doesn't mean jack shit. If I don't do it, they'll just put an ad in the paper or on Monster & get some other schmuck to do it. Maybe they'll even do it better, who knows. All I know is that I'm done. I'm sick & tired of dealing with stupid people who I have to kiss their ass so I don't upset them because they're so fucking delicate. I just want to go there & scream in their faces "FUCK YOU!" Gah. People suck. Hard.
The only bright side that I have is that tomorrow is Friday. Then I don't have to deal with the fuckers for 2 days.
FUCK YOU BELTSVILLE!
I'm out. After the day I've had today, all I want to do is curl up into a ball & rock myself to sleep for, oh, about a week. I am just done with being stressed out about a job that in the grand scheme of things doesn't mean jack shit. If I don't do it, they'll just put an ad in the paper or on Monster & get some other schmuck to do it. Maybe they'll even do it better, who knows. All I know is that I'm done. I'm sick & tired of dealing with stupid people who I have to kiss their ass so I don't upset them because they're so fucking delicate. I just want to go there & scream in their faces "FUCK YOU!" Gah. People suck. Hard.
The only bright side that I have is that tomorrow is Friday. Then I don't have to deal with the fuckers for 2 days.
FUCK YOU BELTSVILLE!
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