Assholes at work

I can not wait to quit this mindless and meandering job which pays me in jew dust. The equilibrium of the shift is reduced to ashes by the arrogance of one particular gook who prances around in a white tee after work with her nipples bursting from the seams. Disgusting nipples they are, one is underneath her arm pit, the other one swings back and forth like a pendulum. FUCK JAPAN! Two days ago I was in the trenches with this "trollop to the troglodytes", and she systematically unraveled my nerves like Susperia at a bake sale. Firstly, she wants to do all the fucking workload as she's a kiss ass on a quest for brownie points. I honestly could not handle one task as she was hyped up on some Ma Huang. Better Ma Huang than My Wang :drumroll: To cut to the chase, this fucking God damn bitch is bi polar! She leaves the office to take a phone call, and was spotted wailing in the parking lot. Keep your God damn social life out of the work place! Fifteen minutes later this two bit rice head returns and is a disheveled mess. Now she's in la la land, her spirit crushed, and is unable to perform the simple tasks that are appointed to her, ala answering the fucking phone. I made this dame cry once a year ago when she rattled my cage, and was about to do so again, but fuck she has the main supervisor in the pocket of her hand.

BAHHHHHH
 
So the chick that helped me today is named Vita and she's Latvian.

I'd totally shove every one of my appendage's into every hole she possesseses

Theres a half white/half mexican chick named Consuelo (I can't actually spell it, so I just spell it like that) who I wouldn't mind sticking it into her way low cunt.
 
so i work for Coca Cola and i merchandise pop products in grocery stores and shit
one time this happened and it was funny:

manager of some store: go clean out this cooler that we moved while it was full and everything fell over and broke all over the place
me: sorry i'm not doing that, my boss told me not to because it was totally your fault for moving it
manager: i am your boss
me: no you aren't
manager: no i am, really, so go fucking do it.
me: if you're my boss, why don't you pay me anything? also, my *actual* boss told me not to do this specific thing so i'm not going to
manager: when you're in my store i'm your boss and [your actual boss]'s boss so do what i say
me: i'm leaving without doing anything now, see you next week

several days later when i tell my boss about this
my real boss: you did the right thing, i don't know what that guy's deal is
me: cool



but most of the people at my work are pretty cool really


edit: it is really hard to remember to change accounts when you're drunk /Demilich
 
O.K I have one.

This is after I received a call that a transient was sleeping in the entrance way to one of the hospital buildings.


Bitch Jap Coworker: Did you clock a ticket on that?
Ria: No. When I received the call it didn't amount to anything. I'll clock one now.
BJC: You know you need to clock a ticket, you don't know who the caller was, what his phone number was, nothing
Ria: I know who the caller is, I have all the information right here, chill.

1 minute of unnervingly awkward silence befalls the console where we forge.

Ria: You know, you're really not tactful when it comes to speaking with your co-workers. The way you go about dealing with people is the reason why nobody likes you.

BJC: <Maniacal laughing ensues>

(I think to myself, "what the fuck is wrong with this bitch", and proceed to drill home the point)

Ria: No, I'm really serious you don't.

(Another 2-3 minutes of silence pass)

She then proceeds to excuse herself for a moment. Turns out that a co-worker caught her on plaza level with tears rolling down her cheeks. She tells my co-worker.

ChinkBitch: I think I upset Jerry.



Bi-Polar Bitch!
 
I just got a new job which i have to leave for right now. One of the supervisors is a crazy old bitch and I hope she gets run over by one of the forklifts driving around.

Also, at my last job I worked directly with a guy everyday who stabbed a cop 9 times in the chest and was in prison for 30 years. He is quite the asshole.
 
@ RiA: I love doing that to people sometimes.

@Evil?: Did you ever find yourself accidentally dropping something and making sure your back wasn't to him?
 
my training schedule at work has me go in at 7:30am

not that a big of a deal but holy fuck I havn't had to get up that early since college and even then the last couple semesters were afternoon/evening classes.
 
Here's an example of how incorrigible this Bitch Jap Coworker is.

The shift starts and I'm doing dispatch solo for the first 30 minutes of the shift. This walking vending machine comes strolling in and notices a beanie on the top of the console that was more than likely personal property of a co-worker from one of the other two shifts.

BJC: Is this yours?
Ria: Nope

(The bitch tosses the thing in the trash non-chalantly like it was a piece of used kleenex)

I'm thinking to myself..."What the fuck?"


Oh fuck this bitch is beyond reproach!
 
Bro. I'm a hair a way from tearing this bitch a new asshole. I've given her a thousand chances in the past figuring that her mood swings were a result of problems stemming from the homestead. No, even when life is peachy fucking keen this bitch can turn on you at a drop of a hat. Or in her case a beanie. This bitch has an 8 cylinder personality, while running on a mere 4. The other day when the 5150 wack job plummeted to his demise, she abandoned her work station to proverbially direct traffic. She's not being paid to take on supervisoral duties mind you, she's being paid to sit on her ass and do something akin to listening to Pentecost III while typing non-sense on RC as I am right now. Well knowing her, she would probably be listening to the cacophonous sounds of a spoon falling down a stairwell on her ipod, fucking ding dong ching chang chink bitch! Any how, this hiroshima hell hound tells the L.A.P.D that our camera system is shit and that we do not have a recorded visual of the individual walking from the Emergency Dept, then towards the parking structure, and ultimately hand gliding 80 feet down a telephone poll. Well it turns out that we had every second of the scene on film and she had her chickenhead up her fucking ass. The dame is God damn ghastly by the way. She looks like a 50 yr old japanese take on Juliette Lewis. Obviously she is unaware of this fact, as she finds it perfectly acceptable to walk around with a mighty tighty tee exposing her A cup nips through the loosely woven cotton. I can not name one person I disdain more than this trollop. GAHHHHHHHHHHH! This post is therapeutic!
 
i don't deal with assholes at work really. i get along with the people i have to deal with on a daily basis, and anybody i don't really like isn't around me often enough for me to care. well, i deal with assholes from other companies, but that just goes with the territory.
Fuuuuuuuck I remember these days before the CORPORATE MERGER took place at my last job. It turned into Douche City after that, so bad that I started losing sleep and even my hair. Fucking assholes have only gotten worse since I, along with many others, have left. We still talk to some over there and it is nightmarish. FUCK corporate mergers. Violently raping and bloody giant black cock into small white virgin asshole type fuck.

Newjob: sit alone in a trailer all day, nobody bugs me.
 
Interesting note:
The people who are generally considered assholes by everyone else are the ones I find it rather easy to get on my good side and actually get along with. Most of these people I end up talking to quite a bit and eliciting comments of "wtf???" from those who suffer the wrath of these assholes. Does this mean that I, in fact, am also an asshole?
 
:Sigh: I work in a God damn hornets nest.

Starting today, I'm taking a vow of silence. I'm so sick of this "Days of our Lives" bullshit that I witness on a daily basis. Aside from the bitchy jap co-worker, I have another female co-worker who is in the middle of a 6 way love triangle. She currently has been dating an immediate "colleague" secretly for the past 2 years, all the while banging 3 other dudes off and on (who all work in the Dept.) She's the daughter of a pastor, and a former 355 lb Rhonda Singh Behemoth who underwent the knife and had gastro-intestinal bypass surgery (She's also as dumb as a brick). She soaks up the new found attention she receives like a sponge. To make a long story short, the dude who she's been dating for 2 years is "married" with a kid. Two weeks ago his lady came storming down to the work front with the cellphone which included the chick's name with a large heart icon around it. Holy mother of Darth, this work environment is more out there than an episode of 90210.

It wouldn't be that bad, but the job is so fucking monotonous at times, that we end up sitting around the pot gossiping like old hens. :erk: