Rats

Today, some fucked up stuff happened at work. After hours and hours of slaving with the data, I finally got some approval for what I’ve done so far. And then, after checking it with my senior, I got an approval to send it off to the team assigned. And to my surprise, the bitch from the team requested me to call her. And so I call her, and she bitch and bitch about all the stuff that we send her are the stuff that they meant to do from the start. Thank god that in the middle of her fucking rant, the phone got cut off (thank for for lousy phone connection). So, after that, I told my colleague about it and let them handle the bitch for the rest of the day.
Damn, bitch! how the fuck should I know? I only follows order. Complaint to my supervisor. If you can’t do it, how about this?

 

SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Piss off,

Jensen

P.S. Oh My God, it feels so good to blog this stuff out. I feel so much better now.