So, a few posts ago, I mentioned that old cow hag at work. Well turns out ... she's been cool to me. Must have taken her meds more regularly. But, I forgot about the skeezed out trash that I also work with. One we'll call...um. Trash. that seems fitting.
She's a bitch and a half. Talks down to everyone, very demeaning, condescending. Just...unhappy. Really. Most days that I know I have to work with her I get so stressed out, so disgustingly stressed that I have, in fact, been known to cry. Not that that really says much about how horrible she is. I cry over everything.
Bad hair day? Yep. Shed tears over that.
Boyfriend says something sweet? Rivers. Out muh eyes.
Not able to open a jar? Who hasn't?
Ex husband being an ass? That's familiar territory.
The list goes on and on. But this one particular person has made me cry while ON the floor (meaning on the clock), in front of other employees. .... And customers.
Bitch.
Come to find out, it's not just me. There are *several* people who have filed complaints about her. And ... I know that Karma is a bitch... but it would be nice to not have to work with her anymore.
Juss sayin.
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