I think my manager can reproduce asexually, because he is both a DICK and a CUNT!
If you read my last post, you may remember that I was somewhat looking forward to getting a new manager to help alleviate some of the burden of running the store. But the guy is just an unbelievable CUNT! He looks like a cunt. He talks like a cunt. Even when he's just standing around doing fuck all, he just screams cunt.
Now, I'm not the type to swear too often, even when I do get stressed out. But when I came into work yesterday and he started to lay into me for stuff I was not responsible for, I could actually feel my head get hot! Swear to God, you could've fried an egg on my forehead. I'm positive my face actually turned red. And heaven forbid I should suggest that if he wants people to respect the rules he lays down, then it would be helpful for him to follow his own damn rules. Instead, he will just talk spew some double-talk about "critiqueing" and if I'm going to critique him, I should keep in mind that he is the boss. His words. "He is the boss." So to make him eat his own fucking words, I made positive that all the little pissy things he was bitching about were taken care of for him when he came in this morning.
I was so super-pissed on the way home I stopped in a titty bar. Not too often you see a stripper wear glasses on stage.
So when I came into work today, the very first thing he mentioned was not how good the place looked or a thank you. It was why I did not do one certain thing. All day, not one single positive comment about all the shit he was griping about one day earlier. Swear to fucking God, FUCK THIS CUNT!
If you read my last post, you may remember that I was somewhat looking forward to getting a new manager to help alleviate some of the burden of running the store. But the guy is just an unbelievable CUNT! He looks like a cunt. He talks like a cunt. Even when he's just standing around doing fuck all, he just screams cunt.
Now, I'm not the type to swear too often, even when I do get stressed out. But when I came into work yesterday and he started to lay into me for stuff I was not responsible for, I could actually feel my head get hot! Swear to God, you could've fried an egg on my forehead. I'm positive my face actually turned red. And heaven forbid I should suggest that if he wants people to respect the rules he lays down, then it would be helpful for him to follow his own damn rules. Instead, he will just talk spew some double-talk about "critiqueing" and if I'm going to critique him, I should keep in mind that he is the boss. His words. "He is the boss." So to make him eat his own fucking words, I made positive that all the little pissy things he was bitching about were taken care of for him when he came in this morning.
I was so super-pissed on the way home I stopped in a titty bar. Not too often you see a stripper wear glasses on stage.
So when I came into work today, the very first thing he mentioned was not how good the place looked or a thank you. It was why I did not do one certain thing. All day, not one single positive comment about all the shit he was griping about one day earlier. Swear to fucking God, FUCK THIS CUNT!
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violetred:
pierced nips! that's hot 

prettymassacre:
awww thank you sweetheart 
