— If The Boss Only Knew
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My boss is a beeyatch. TO get back at her and my employer, I steal hand soap, boxes of gloves, sodas from the fridge, unopened canned food from the fridge, and I throw away people's nonsense printouts from the office, like recipes and horoscopes. One time I printed a 200-page document for my wife entitled "how to suck cock" and I took it home. The fuckers here do hardly any work, come in at 8 when they're supposed to be here at 7:30, leave at 3:45 when they're supposed tbe here until 4, and take shitloads of breaks and personal days. Why can't I have a personal day? I work from 7:30 until 5:30 or 6, every day. 3/5 days I work late, until 7. I have to fucking get here at 7:30 to get a fucking parking space. Idiots next door take an hour lunch break. Girls in my office take 6-week vacations, one takes 9 weeks a year. I take 3. Where is the FUCKING justice? I go to the office fridge and take their yogurt cups and fruit and drop them down the stairwell. I steal beer and valuable food items from fridges. If you want me to stop, START PAYING ME MORE THAN $18,500 a year!! I have an M.S. from a reputable institution and I work 50-60 hours per week. If you don't want your shit stolen, pay me a decent fucking wage, assholes.
If I find out who you are, I am going to choke you to death with piano wire and break a wooden broomstick off in your ass.
Asshole. A Ph.D. deserves props. And I want 'em. So shut up.