So, the slut got promoted. How did she do it? By crying her crocodile tears? Threatening to leave? That must be the biggest joke of the year given that I have the most complaints against her and I am holding all the letters. However, when you think carefully, nothing is impossible there. They change managers like they change underwears, two managers in a space of six months. Doesn't that tells you something? If they think getting a good manager is so easy to come by, they must be out of their "towgay" minds. Tsk, tsk.
Well, God better bless that company now that the fucking "tum" bitch is at the helm. Looking forward to see how she fuck it up.
Show me someone who has good words to say about her. Even the ones who were close enough to her has no fucking good words to say. Manipulative, scheming, a big bully and cunning. Now do we know why everybody has left? What a fuckin' bitch! But then again, she will dig her own grave. Stay tuned.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Bitch got promoted?
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do you know that the toy boy got promoted as supervisor......
i have nothing against that toy boy and i think i know who you are referring to. that slut is a 40 year old hag who dolled herself with enough makeup to make her face drooped. have you seen her eye makeup? a cat would have looked even better out of the gutters. god knows how she looks out of bed.
My contributions:
When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss. The brain said, "I should be Boss because I control the whole body's responses and functions." The feet said, "We should be Boss as we carry the brain about and get him to where he wants to go." The Hands said, "We should be the Boss because we do all the work and earn all the money." And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs and the eyes until finally the asshole spoke up. All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the Boss. Promptly, the asshole went on strike, blocked itself up and refused to work. Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the feet twitched, the heart and lungs began to panic and the brain fevered. Eventually they all decided that the asshole should be the Boss, so the motion was passed. All the other parts did all the work while the Boss just sat and passed out the shit!
Management Lesson: You don't need brains to be a Boss - any asshole will do.
Chun boh, the 40 year old dried fig has a toy boy?
lol ....
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