Oh, I think they deserve more than death. They deserve to have explosive diarrhea while at their desks and festering boils appear on their faces. Then see how professional they look. Hmph.
{{Katie Bee}} What a bunch of asshats. I'm tempted to build a corral for all the evil asshat bosses so we can herd them together and stick 3-battery cattle prods in places they would not like one damn bit. And then dock them for new batteries when they wear out.
I've missed a lot and I know there are lots of people who need hugs, but I'm afraid typing up a list of them would take me until next year. So I'll just give a huge {{{{{{}}}}}} to all those who've been dealing with crap of any kind for the last few days.
I was given a Christmas bonus. For professional clothes.
My cousin worked for a doctor who frequently gave his staff money for more appropriate clothing, and then harassed them to no end about the clothes that they wore (and many other things, I might add). I fear that the type of employers who give money for professional clothing are rarely, if ever, satified with the results. I think you're wise to move on, as I can't imagine the situation improving.
openly and notoriously
Love. this. phrase.
Man, Katie B. I just want to punch those people in the face until their mouths bleed and they're spitting out teeth.
Jilli! Did you know that in The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy xmas special Santa gets bit by a vampire and sleeps in a
gingerbread coffin?!
explosive diarrhea! explosive diarrhea!
open and notorious explosive diarrhea!
Trudy, don't dooo that! You made me choke on a cracker.
t /whine
For Jilli. Others can look too.
sowwy
Oh, my feet are
killing
me.
Stoopid transit strike.
OK, I typed up a grumpy post about being bored and lonesome, but decided I should (semi) shut up instead.
But if anyone wants to suggest a fascinating site or story...
