Long gone are my days in the basement, but it seems that the Little Bitch Boys of the world will always follow me no matter where I go.
Case in point: at my new gig there is a client who hired Junior to coordinate things. What he ACTUALLY does is piss me off and annoy me on a daily basis. I am this close to hopping a plane to Virginia to personally kick his ass.
I don't care for his condescending tone and I really hate the way he micromanages EVERYTHING. I just want to say "Back da fuck up, negro! Let a bitch BREATHE!!!" and punch him square in his face. Would that be wrong? Would it?
And what I really truly madly hate is that he can elicit such a reaction out of me. That just gets my goat!
Little Bitch Boy, Jr...I'm coming for you...you won't know when and you won't know how...but it'll be *BAM* swift and in yo' punk-ass face!!!
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