They've finally done it.
The job has pushed me to the edge.
If they fire me, they'd be doing me a favor.
We lost Wavebreaker Monday. He slipped away peacefully. The funeral is today.
Just called the fuckers at my workplace, asking if there was any way I could go and pay my respects. If I were to come in late because of the funeral, it would be unexcused.
An unexcused absence. For a goddamned funeral.
These are the same assholes who bitch and whine that the media just wants to tarnish their image. The media's not tarnishing it, you dumb fucks: you are. Get a goddamned clue.
--Weasel, wondering if she should go in to work today and start telling her customers just how "wonderful" it is to work for her company.
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