:completely illogical and anger driven rant starting:
So I make this phone call. I find out this company just won a major project. I call to ask if I could speak to someone about whether they might need our product, something that is actually very commonly used for this sort of thing. Of course, instead of putting me through to someone who could INTELLIGENTLY answer that question yes or no, this whore starts quizzing ME about what it is I’m offering.
I explain, and she sez no, we have some already. That’s fine, I say, would you mind me mailing some info about our company, and to whom would I send it, in the off chance your company might be in need of this product?
“Save your stamp” the ignorant bitch says, and hangs up.
You know something, lady, I’m just trying to do my job here, you fucking bitch. Like a piece of mail is going to completely ruin your life and destroy your stupid company.
I beg, and I pray, that a year from now, when your company actually DOES need my product, that the decsionmaker there calls someone else, and gets screwed over because your too busy polishing your fucking nails behind the computer.
Yeah, I know, no one wants to talk to a pushy caller, but instead of being high pressure, all I asked for was a name to send this information to, and that was going to be as far as it went. Hey, if the guy in charge wants to tell me to fuck off, that’s one thing: he would know for sure whether he needs our stuff or not, and he’s one of the ones that would make the final decision. But YOU, how the FUCK would you know if your company would EVER need our product or not? Your job is to take orders, honey. You have shitty phone manners, and no commom courtesy.
I pray that one day a salesman from the company YOU work for, the person on the front lines that brings in income and assures that lazy piece of shit bimbos like you have jobs, calls ME looking for business. I’ll be sure to extend them the SAME courtesy.
Of course, maybe this explains why I’ve risen myself to a job that pays three times the salary you make as a pencil pushing piece of eye candy for the horny male workers at your office. Your a nothing dumb piece of shit, and will never go anywhere in life.
I don’t need to take this kind of shit- fuck you, fuck your company, and fuck your career. I hope a recession hits so that ignorant fucks like you are out of a job.
:completely illogical and anger driven rant ending:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah . . . much better . . BREATHING DEEPLY . . . .beaches . . … trees. . . flowers . . .
NOW . . on to the next call! 
