frixie

Lost my job today. I didn't get fired I was forced to resign. I did the right thing, acted professional and was hardworking. That doesn't matter if you're up against a conniving bitch that used to work at american eagle and thinks it's ok to mess with other people's lives just because she doesn't like them. Not because they are mean but because they are different from her. I don't listen to country, I don't care about prada bags, I don't judge a guy based on the car that he drives and I'm over the club scene. I still acted respectfully and she still couldn't find it in her heart to help me succeed, to admit I was doing well. I had the position her friend wanted, she didn't like me and she stacked the cards against me to the dm so her friend could have my spot. She doesn't care that I have to struggle to find a job everyday now, that I have to start over, that my family is put into a situation to need to help me, stripped me of my independence so I have to get their help. Bitches like her don't deserve air to breathe but you still get away with it. No matter what. You still have a job. In death I pray there is a heaven for me and my loved ones. The desire for a hell for her is far greater. She is the sick that makes nice, happy, easy going, fun loving almost childlike people like me say things like this. She is a cancer. How does she look at herself in the mirror everyday? I hope to be writing more and more. I've been trying to keep my job and lost the battle. Trying to find something new and it's unknown. I'm afraid of the unknown. Hopefully next time I'll be able to write something more upbeat.