Darling Clementine

Boker tov! How are all of my fellow frozen buddies doing? How about the rest of you? Yay!

After yesterday, where I had a gigantic headache (oh my eyeballs and the light!, a repeat of Monday), had to drive home in ICE (fun times), and just generally had to put up with morons… I’ve decided I’m going to stop talking to a couple of people. The only time I will talk to these idiots is at work, and only about work things… you know just to make the process smoother. Other than that, fuck off and die. I will NOT make small talk with you, I will NOT listen to or participate in your bitching/shit-talking… I’m just going to NOT do anything.

Main person… oh we all know who that bitch is… I’m probably going to stop answering her phone calls unless The Roommate answers the phone… which he usually doesn’t. I’m sick of her bullshit so fucking hard I just, I don’t know. She seems to have ramped up the asshole this week. I called her on some of it (i.e., see last post) and she’s ever the deny-er. I’m not quite sure her fascination with trying to get me to quit my job. Whenever I’m even slightly annoyed or having an off-day, that’s the first thing that comes up. “You CAN find somewhere to go,” “You don’t HAVE to be here.” ETC ETC ETC, ad nauseum, over and fucking over… SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Apparently everyone is allowed to be annoyed at the entire world, or the small little work world of morons… everyone but me, that is. I’m not sure if she views me as some sort of threat, or what; but, it’s getting old. Old at work and old in life. It’s the same thing away from work. YOU’RE WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS. Well, WE can; but then you feel threatened by everyone else, or some stupid shit I’ve long stopped trying to figure out.

This is why no one invites you places; because you don’t know how to behave. She asked me last Sunday if The Roommate was having a Super Bowl party. I just shrugged my shoulders because I didn’t want to get into it. Yes, yes, he is and you’re not invited. You’re not invited because you don’t know how to behave around adults… or children and animals really. Everyone but you is invited. So piss off.

Oh, you’ve invited everyone over to watch at your house… good for you, puddin’. Have fun. Oh, the Pro Bowl is on Sunday… have fun watching by yourself. Have I ever mentioned that I don’t really like hand-egg football?

Ding dong, the bitch got fired today. Oh wait, that’s not how that goes. Here’s how it goes…

bwahahahahahahahahaha… hahahahahahahahahaha… hahahfuckinghadeeha!

Thursday may have been my last day at work. I’m still not entirely sure. I just can’t take the bullshit anymore. And as long as Dickface is in charge, the bullshit will continue. It will continue unchecked and unreprimanded because apparently The Bullshit is an expert dick-sucker.

We all know that I’ll just puss out and show up Monday morning like I wasn’t even thinking anything contrary. I’ll continue to bend over and take it up the tailpipe all while silently bitching and cursing my own existence. Because I’m a huge pussy and won’t find anywhere else to work. Because I enjoy being treated like shit, apparently. Because I’m just so beaten down by life and have no motivation or willpower to do anything else.

I’d say that this new year will bring changes, but… it won’t. I’ll just sit back and do the same old shit and try to not kill myself just like the previous year. Epiphanies and whatnot can feel free to jump in at any time… because Lord knows I’m not going to do it myself.

Please allow me a brief bitching session. I haven’t had one (on paper or in person) in a while and my head is about to pop off.

The level of hypocrititude™ (lol) with some people here is amazing. They never do anything wrong (OF COURSE), but are so quick to blame everyone else when things go south. I’m to the point now that I only talk to like 3 people here. Everyone else… well, I don’t flat-out ignore them, but I’m not jumping to acknowledge their existence, either.

I’m sitting here (sidenote: I wrote this at work, ha!) going through the paperwork of things we’ve shipped out and the half-assitude™ (lol) is awesome. /sarcasm You bitch up a blue streak about everyone else half-assing shit and fucking shit up… but… but.. but…

BLEEDING HELL I HATE PEOPLE. ugh.

It finally happened… my meth-head coworker tried to blame one of her fuck-ups on me. I about elbowed that bitch in the teeth. I ignored her the entirety of Tuesday, the only exception being when I had to ask her something. The funny thing is, the bitch is so thick & brain-damaged she didn’t even notice. She stood there in front of my desk flapping her noise hole off about something or other while I just continued what I was doing, not once looking up at her. I should have told her to shut up and go back to gargling the boss’s balls, but I chose to just ignore her. Eh, fuck her… and him.

Whatever, that’s OK, because shit’s about to go down.