If you don't like the new offer, don't tell him you're quitting right away... make him go on his knees first, it will be more fun.

Do what I did when I worked at CitiGroup, just go in after your boss has left for the day, type up a resignation letter and leave it on their desk. Or you can do what my mom did at H&R Block and just leave a post-it on your monitor that says "I QUIT!"

I WANT TO QUIT SO BAD. I HATE MY FUCKING BOSS SO MUCH. SHE SLAMS DOORS IN MY FACE OR! SHE'LL GIVE ME THE SILENT TREATMENT.

i have made that company 1.5 million dollars. you'd think she'd kiss my ass. fucking bitch ass cunt whore. i fucking hate her. i just this second finished the application process for a new job.

when you leave, give her some personal skills improvement brochures.



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nice. what line? copywriting? i love your prose.

i sell home health (and reluctantly hospice)

i just applied for drug rep position to sell respiratory drugs ... which to say the least.... i have extensive knowledge about. i grew up with a pulmonologist, have worked in a pulmonologist's office in some form or another for 25 fucking years, including doing 10 years of medical transcription for this pulmonologist all while having sales jobs in some form or another (mostly retail up until selling home health).

please sweet baby jesus.... call me in tomorrow for an interview which i will fucking ACE because i'm great at interviews. i will quit that fucking cunt's job in a FLASH. oh and a 20K raise would be pretty awesome too.

I've never understood why bosses can't treat you like they would anyone. My father is a boss of a company, and he's stern as you have to be to get the job done, but he treats his workers with respect.

My boss isn't too bad, he's pretty good actually. Although I don't see him much, but he's willing to help you with non-work related issues if need be too.

oh and prose?

here's some poetry:

rita, suck my dick.
you're fucking sick.
you behave as a kid
i can't wait until they shut that coffin lid!

oh yeah i know about your pulmones family connection. sweet.

i still love your prose. the way you string together the profanities is peerless.

yeah! my dad is like that too. he's always sooo good to his employees.. and not only that... he always paid 100% of the entire family's insurance.

my boss just acts so inappropriately. she's fucking 72 years old for fuck's sake!

and that's inappropriate how?

HAHA.

I'm sick of going to work
taking orders from a fucking bitch
I'm in the chair
now go ahead and hit the switch

The Bronx. I've always liked that verse.

i should excuse her behavior because she's an old bag? no way! no how!

she can suck it!

no i mean what does she do

--

besides the silent treatment i mean (maybe she's deaf)

she asks me questions and when i reply...she says i'm being argumentative.
she slams doors in my face or she'll slam a drawer to her desk and storm out. .. out of the fucking blue!
some days she completely gives me the silent treatment
she is old and forgets conversations... and then i get in trouble because she forgot.
she yells at me everytime i step foot in the office about something. anything.
she wrote a job description a year into my job which was a passive aggressive jab. including things like length of skirts (my to the knee skirts are apparently too short... errmmm i'm not 70) and that sensible flat shoes need to be worn. i don't wear fucking sensible shoes.. if i can walk in them.. that's my business. i like heels. plus.. they're professional.
last but not least... she credited god with my work.

shes a fucking idiot

sex sells

each pump is worth $100K

quit & watch her crumble


MHUAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA

wait-- why dont you talk w/ her boss and stage a coup? sweet revenge...

i accidentally wrote too long at first.

she constantly pulls my shirt up because she can see cleavage. it's not trashy cleavage either. just a lil. and i told her that. i said "cleavage is good for biz" and she said "you have to be careful" . err okay.

the guy (another boss of a sister company) who runs the hospice didn't like the side of my leg when i sat and crossed my legs. it made him "feel uncomfortable".

i asked my dad if my clothes were inappropriate.. and he said... "that man is obviously a fag".

she's the owner.

*snort*

get this



i gotta go get dinner.

best wishes