I’ve always wondered why some morons can screw up over and over again in the office and still retain their jobs while the guys that are bolstering the sales figures are given the “the Company is not declaring a bonus this year because it did not perform as a whole” speech… Maybe its like the fucking whore of a (former) lady boss said, “I was born to a life of servitude”… Then again… Screw that what does she know??? Hahahahaha…
Clearly the most fucked up thing about my old job was that although it clearly stated that I was to be working 5.5 days a week, I HAD to work 7 days a week!!! Its because those cunt sucking maggots planned all their Company (more like a fucking joke) events on Saturday and Sunday and attendance as early as 6.30 am on most occasions were compulsory!!! This resulted in the situation below:
To compound the tuhlan factor most of these “events” n(fuck I think I should refer to them as farces instead as it would be a more honest and accurate description) required lots of travelling. So not only did I have to work like a dog but I also had to travel like a fucking migratory animal… A lesser man would have killed himself after a year but I survived more than 2.5 years… The masses should worship me for my hardcore endurance…
Just thinking about the assholes I used to work with, make me feel like someone just stabbed me in the throat with a knife…
