Well, Hello.... Holly

Not sure if you read this, but gathering from the information that's been filtering to me recently, I'm going to take a stab at the fact that you are.
So, here's where it gets interesting.
I'm not going to call you out by name. Well, aside from my title. But there's no last name included. Nothing that I have written on my website so far has had anything to do with my work aside from mentioning a little about what I do. I don't talk about my coworkers, my boss or leave any specific details. Why? Because that's a breach of confidentiality.
But in a generalized, round about way, I'm going to release a little tension.
You fat fucking cow. You absolute abysmal excuse for a human being. Your pitiful life is so lacking in quality that you must create drama for those that you work with, going to the extents that you have gone to. You KNOW what I'm talking about. So read this and weep, you despicable piece of human excrement.
I have been doing what I do for almost 5 years. You can tout that you've had more experience, but I don't know how many people will be all that impressed with the fact that your experience is spread over several companies, many of which you've quit unceremoniously or been fired from. So, if you're going to cradle the fact that you've got a couple more years in the business on me, you hug that fucking info tight. Because trust me, it's not big enough to keep your fat ass warm at night.
That said, I am completely rewriting my paperwork for last month. I am eating shit with a smile. But keep this in mind: While I am not a religious person, I do fancy the concept of kharma. And bitch... you're in for some. So I hope that it was worth it. I hope all of your shit is worth it.
I say this now so that I don't get the urge to say it to your Pillsbury Dough-Face. This is something that normally I keep to myself. I talk about it behind closed doors with my family, to blow off some steam about the one area of my work that I can't stand. But since you figured out where I hang out online and now are proving your jealousy in this arena as well, then lap it up, you disgusting dog.
Hope you're feeling good about having stopped by.
Now go fuck yourself with a hand grenade.

Comments
well said
well said
Thank you I needed a laugh.
Thank you I needed a laugh.
why would you wish that on
why would you wish that on the poor grenade?
Oh yeah!
I like it when you go off on someone! (I just hope I am NEVER on the receiving end)
I hope she likes humble pie, because kharma is a bitch!
Lesley from Minnesota :)
boom.
shazam!
masturbate with a hand grenade. I like it.
A toast in the honor of Pillsbury Dough-Face
Your are right about one thing Zara...what goes around, comes around. Karma is a fucking bitch.
*Raises glass for toast*
May the ball of fucking joy you work with fucking rot in hell. Only after a bus strikes her. And they find her bloated ass lying on the ground with piss soaked pants and dirty underwear. Cheers to that doll!
WOW...that rant even made me feel better...I am woman, hear me roar!!!
Peace Love & many Smiles...Dawn
Pin
Masturbation with a grenade? Maybe with a finger in the ring to the pin. Just to make it interesting.
Seriously, your fat cow suffers from low self esteem.
They only way she feels better about herself is to put other people down or to make life difficult for them.
You'd almost feel sorry for such people.... if they weren't such bitches.
Kill 'em with kindness kiddo
I do love the image of a fuckwad with a grenade.
However, Those types of people are best dealt with by killing them kindness. They try so hard to force you to want to kill them. They hate it the most when you just smile and keep on coming. Never let them see you sweat. They dont get it.
Good luck....JM
Grand Slam Baby :-)
I fucking LOVE your bitchcraft...if there is anyone I know that can hit 'em straight out of the ballpark, it's you. This really was the best way to throw the fit you sooo deserve to throw. Pardon me while I laugh my ass off at the thought of that dumb bitch not only fucking herself with a hand grenade...but dropping by to witness she has won the "fuckwad of the year" award.
Anonymous1 AKA Your TP collector :-)
He he...
I started writing humorous essays about my evil co-workers in my creative writing class to blow off some steam a few months ago and it really helped. My classmates really enjoyed those pieces during group critique and looked forward to hearing more about them and their ridiculous made-up exploits. Given that I work with a number of assholes, I did not want for material. And it made it a lot easier to deal with these morons when I would go back to the office. Instead of seething at all their passive aggressive comments and rude behavior, I just smiled to myself and started thinking up my next story.
*Sole*