To quote the song by Babes in Toyland called Bruise Violet…
“You fucking bitch, I hope your insides rot.”
Why, you ask, do I direct my ire in such a fashion? Simple, the bitch keeps badmouthing me and making up fun stories. Want to hear the latest about hardygrrl? Head over to cube 225a.
Here some of the highlights. Her quotes are in italics.
All hardy does is goof off. She nevers works.
While I’ll admit to my share of slackery, I also took over 1800 calls last month, without working any overtime. That was the second best in my department, the best at my site, and 500+ better than her.
hardy gets to do all those projects becuase she’s a brownnoser
OK, are you even AWAKE during the team meetings? Just in today’s I called our supervisor “the mayor of suckville” to his face. See, people sometimes respect you when you don’t actively try to clinb up their ass. For all the times you’ve attempted that climb, I’m surprised you don’t own a set of safety ropes.
And I get all the projects because I get them done, before deadline, and right the FIRST time. I had to fix the one you had attempted and my kitten, if she could type, could have done a much better job.
And then there’s the PERSONAL shit.
hardy photocopied her boobs and gave the pictures to Joe
Ok, first off, Joe and I did date, so he’s seen them already. Second, the photocopier a) needs a code and b) is right outside the department mamager’s office. Here’s the scene…
::hardy goes to copier and enters access code:: Hi, Linda, How are you? ::lifts shirt and undoes bra:: I’ll have the report on that fraud ring in your inbox before I leave ::presses breasts to glass and hits copy:: And did you want a pie chart or a line graph on those figures? ::rehooks bra, tucks shirt back in and takes copy::
hardy dresses like a slut
The day she said this, I was wearing a black twinset, jeans and my usual chunky heels. The wardrobe of every aspiring crack whore. Damn Marshall Fields for selling it to me and making me look like a slut, DAMN THEM. Even though the only body parts exposed were my wrists, hands and head, I was flaunting my body. Sure.
and the one that I WILL get her fired for…
hardy had sex in the file room
Ok, first off I can’t get into the file room. You have to have an access code. The person I supposedly boned in there doesn’t have the code either.
Second, I have to account for my every minute at work. Whenever we log off the phone, we HAVE to input it into our timecard. There were no entries for “sex with coworker” on mine last time I checked.
Third, I may complain about my job, but I do like it. Therefore I want to keep it and fucking on company time, on company property is not the way to do so.
So fuck you, you bitter, repressed, uptight bitch. I couldn’t give less of a shit if you like me or not, but keep it to yourself. I’m sorry that I got promoted WAY faster then you, but since my stats are far better than yours, feel free to suck them and suck them hard.
I have reported you to management, along with a list of people who told this shit to. Seems not everyone buys into your shit. And trust me, I know when it all goes down, who management wants to keep more, so start packing your shit now.
You are a worthless, rat rimming, used tampon chewing, toilet bowl licking pile of dried splooge. If you spent more time working and less time making up shit, maybe you could do something right for once, but I doubt it.
Have a nice day and don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.
