Tuve sexo con mi hermana el dia de ayer, espero que me perdonen....

My supervisor has a thing for younger women in the workplace. It is really gross and commonly complained about. He constantly checks us out with what seems to be a sexual appetite. There were rumors that he was even having an affair with a young account executive around the age of his daughter. If you are a young woman, stay away from this asshole!

My supervisor has a thing for younger women in the workplace. It is really gross and commonly compla...

A few weeks ago I posted a rant regarding an absolute retard that had the time and energy to complain about his pizza being cooked unevenly in his oven. Different if the pizza was cremated on the left but as raw as a baboons arse on the right but no, this cunt must have been using a Dulux colour chart to compare brownness. Now obviously I told this little fucking scrotum to fuck off and get a life but guess what, the cunt has only got the audacity to go and book another call out for the same fault a few weeks later. FOR THE SECOND TIME FANNIEBOLLOCKS… the problem is not your oven, the problem is you need to go and get your sack emptied more often bud, too much fucking time on your hands, muppet!

A few weeks ago I posted a rant regarding an absolute retard that had the time and energy to complai...

The pay is bad. The children I work with are dangerous. I have been bitten, slapped, scratched and headbutted. My boss is unprofessional and insincere. She is rude to most of her employees and gossips daily about her subordinates. I take pride in my work ethic although I become depressed when I am scheduled to come in. It is rare to receive a “thank you” and her passive aggressive nature makes it hard to respect her opinions. She has made me feel bad for receiving a degree, offering help and making friendships with coworkers. I have considered going back to the dr. For antidepressants and antianxiety medication just to get through my work week. I will work 14 hour shifts and be on the verge of tears by the end of one day. I’d like to think more money would make it worth it but no, I am not a violent person and I am not comfortable performing restraints on adolescents with disabilities. I’ve been doing this for a year and it physically hurts to go into my job because I have no idea how many bruises ill be leaving with at the end of the day. I’m working on leaving but the market is tight although I remain optimistic its hard to find the motivation to go into this workplace.

The pay is bad. The children I work with are dangerous. I have been bitten, slapped, scratched and h...