June 22nd, 2009
The Monday Parade of Assholes
Ms Lazy I’m put upon ass took a couple of days off. Sneaky bitch. Sneaky because she didn’t bother to tell me. I always tell her (then again I have to as she in the keeper of the attendance slips) and she always gives me a hard time translation: She might actually have to type a letter for my boss. Meanwhile I get stuck with her two bosses. One who hasn’t bathed since World War II.
Later Her fucking bosses and my fucking bosses are driving me crazy. Would plotting their demise be considered goofing off or something valuable for my mental health.
Now Ms. I don’t give a crap sent out a letter for my boss and didn’t bother keeping a copy of the Fed Ex receipt. So everyone is going crazy looking. Now if the schmuck had only kept records. But she proofreads nothing, spends more time on the phone with her boyfriend and family or schmoozing with the receptionist her best friend (depending on which way the wind blows).
I pitched a fit only to find out that Ms. Lazy will be in tomorrow. Her boss said to me (as he piled on work) that she said that she could come in if he needed her (DUH). Like fuck, you’re not calling in a temp and you’re piling all your shit on me. The next time Ms. Lazy cops an attitude about my taking a day off well tough shit.
Meanwhile tubby/always comes in late/calls in sick receptionist is giving me the cold shoulder no doubt because I showed displeasure at her buddy being out (and not telling me). If tubbylate only knew what her “best friend” said behind her back she wouldn’t be so “protective” of her. Now her fucking smell boss came in and nagged me.