Eleanor says. . .

This guy I work with has the worst breath ever.  It is like he eats dirty prostitute vagina everyday before work.  Colgate son!  It helps!

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Randee says. . .

OMG, this chick wont stop talking, all day long its i am an emt, my dad, or my ovaries. Seriously, ppl are getting food no one cares about you ovaries!!

FDR says. . .

I recently got hired at XXXXXXXXXXX in Manhattan on XXX and XXX. I laughed when I found out that it was store #420. I was also happy when I found out that it was a small XXXXXXXXXX store. I met Ivette, one of the cashiers and Pierre the manager. I instantly liked them. Then I met Nicole (the thief) and Darlene (the accomplice) I also met two unimportant young chicks Brittany and Shenika (two faced sluts) and Tony the gay guy with no eyebrows or eyelashes; he looks like a hairless cat with tattooed eyebrows and glasses.

Nicole is a shift leader and so is Tony. The bitch was stealing money out my register everyday for the first week and then she went on vacation and my register was perfect but then when she comes back all of a sudden money is short again. Then a customer came in and said that the bitch borrowed money from him…how unprofessional. She even owes people at the other stores money.  She lied and said she needed my password for my register because at the time I didnt really know the full policy with the register. I gave it to her like an asshole. Turns out that you dont need a password to shut off the register. Then Tony docked my pay 2 hrs after he heard me on the phone talking about something going on at work. The bitch also changed my password without telling me so when I tried to sign on to the reigster it would not let me.

Then this bitch Brittany decided to get loud with me one day and then when I barked on her she lied and said the store got robbed and it was somehow my fault.  Also Darlene gave me 20 bucks one day but it turns out she and Nicole set that up and the 20 was really from my register.
I said fuck this job and I left. I also got tired of these assholes calling my emergency contact ONLY number. Then my cousin got killed and I told them I wasnt coming yet they still called not knowing that the cousin was on my dad’s side of the family they started spreading a rumor around the store that I lied about someones death.

Then Brittany and Shenika and Josh (gay ass stock boy that looks like he has AIDS and is missing a tooth) told Ivette that I said I saw her fucking the boss, Pierre.

I called Human Resources about all of this but the sorry fucks have yet to help me so I quit and thanked them for all their efforts.

If you ever think about applying to XXXXXXXXX, please don’t, it is not worth it. All you will get is drama and Human Resources don’t give a fuck if you need their help to resolve a problem at work, so fuck XXXXXXXXXX and everyone at Human Resources

Mike Jones says. . .

Why do people who work the front door at restaurants always end up being the most brainless people who should never have sex with out a condom?  They are the sperm their mom should have swallowed. . .

Anyone agree???

So Annoyed. . .

A girl I work with is CONSTANTLY expecting everyone around her to bend over backwords to cater to her. If her boss knew what she was really doing all day at her desk she would be fired.

Oh and.. no-one wants to hear her dumb-ass stories about her kid.  HELLOOOO… alot of ppl have kids.  Kids do stuff… not all of it is cute and not everyone cares.

I don’t have to talk to [or work with] her [TG!] but her mouth is so LOUD that you can’t help but hear her “secrets”…  as if she has any… her man [that will not marry her for some strange reason] is better than she deserves and every week I hear her tell my co-worker how she is “talking” to this one and “kissing” that one… She is so gullible… they talk to her twice and the 3rd convo goes something like “so when are you going to let me hit it?”… hmmm whats that say about a person???

She changes “best friends” every week… literally.  The same girl I heard her talking shit about 2 weeks ago is the same girl she went to party with this weekend.  If this weeks “best friend” knew that she thought she was “disgusting” and she “stinks like fat people” would she be so willing to party???

I hate fake people.

I need a jack-n-coke.