Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Dear Douchey Co-Worker,

Let me begin by saying that you are not, in fact, the shit, as you're so inclined to believe. Your jokes are lame and unimaginative and your attitude is getting old. No one cares that you work "at a studio" when you're not at the salon.

As it is, the rest of us are not having inappropriate relationships with our managers and thusly don't get to do whatever the fuck we please with absolutely no consequences. That being said, if you roll your eyes at me one more time, I will punch you in your left ear. Ask around, it will hurt.

Please do something completely insane and shit-brained like steal from the cash register in front of god and everybody so you get fired.

All the best at some other job,
Ana B.