Eight Hundred & Fifty Four

Theme: Work

I was informed again today that people were saying nasty things about me. But the person won't tell me who or what and I hate that. As the last person that told me what people were saying, it was fine and I even agreed with it. But this time, I just don't know, it could be anyone and anything being said about me. No one is fucking safe in that work place. Why would grown women want to bitch about a twenty year old kid? From the outside the place seems so nice, staff are lovely and friendly. But really? There all cunts and I can't trust any of them. There not going to get shit from me. A hello and goodbye and that's it. I'm not going to ask how they are because to be honest I couldn't give a fuck. I go to work, be as nice as pie to everyone, give everyone equal amounts of my time and do what's asked of me. Well apparently that just isn't fucking enough.

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