Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
TOXIC CO-WORKERS
Yes, I am amongst the millions of idiots who put up with useless crap from useless people daily. I happen to be lucky enough to work in a small environment where the one or two useless morons feels more like 10 - 15. I don’t know why people go out of their way to do the following:
1) Start fights based on falsities, just to get someone into trouble (so lame, especially from people in their 40s…)
2) Make up rumours about people just so they can sit back and watch the poop hit the fan when the conflict starts
3) Think they’re so great, but they’re really scaggy, ugly and dumb as DUMB can be
The real goal is that they think they are more valuable when they really are not…they think that work is above them, yet they are constantly complaining that they have “nothing to do”. The next time I hear that, I am going to punch one of them in the face. AND THEN they think they have the upper hand as they go around talking trash about you behind your back. UHHH as if no one notices that, dumbass! You’re really not quite as smart as you think you are…
Here’s a prizewinner: Start a fight for no reason with one of your co-workers, then stomp around the office pouting because poor you…Swear, name call and do everything as non-civilized as possible, and draw as much negative attention to yourself as possible….then 5 minutes later say: “Jeez, I think I overreacted, sorry…” (Then proceed to talk behind peoples’ backs…)
DO YOU THINK WE HAVE FORGOTTEN WHAT A STUPID RETARD YOU ARE!?!?!
Where do these idiots come from?
Then there are the student workers…the ones whose moms and dads got them the job, but yet they insist that they got it on merit, and are the best employees the company has ever seen, and that this job “means nothing” because “i’m going back to school anyway to be something better…” Too bad you couldn’t make it through high school the first time, and are now entering a difficult program at University not based on your marks, but rather, based on the fact that you’re first on the waiting list from the previous year…and yet you still sit there, bragging about how smart you are. I just like to sit around and wait to see the failure prevail…it won’t be long now, honey, because if you had to finish High School in your twenties…good luck to you!
Oh, and P.S.: “labs” in University are not “fun” and “relaxing” like you think they are…this isn’t High School chemistry where you are learning interesting facts, DUM-DUM…
and P.P.S: Your professors do not care if you fail, and do not care how much you whine and pout that it’s “not fair” and “not your fault”…Go cry to your spazzo mommy who got you the job in the office in the first place.
I hope lightning strikes in the right place for once… Maybe even my way if it’ll put me out of my misery faster…