November 2, 2012 12:00 PM by Billy Heywood
So here I am, slaving away at work, just minding my own business when WHAM…fucking Julie, Cathy and Dianna come out of no where with lunch from an Italian restaurant a couple blocks from the office. Usually there are 11 of us here but because of that bitch Sandy, they shipped 7 of them to another office with more power.
So here I am, licking my chops thinking: “how sweet, Cathy bought the four of us lunch today” then money starts changing hands. THEY BOUGHT LUNCH WITHOUT ME. They bought easily 2 pounds of baked ziti, a couple of chicken rolls, and some house salads. 1: Why get the salads when you’ve engulfed half your weight in ziti and rolls and 2: WHERE WAS MY INVITE? For Christ sake! Would it kill you guys to throw 2 pepperoni slices onto that order?
THEY JUST THREW OUT THE LEFTOVERS….GOING TO KEEP CAPS LOCK ON THIS KEYBOARD FOR THE REST OF THE DAY BECAUSE I AM ANGRY AND HUNGRY. MIGHT AS WELL HAVE THIS COMPANY DECLARE WAR ON ME BECAUSE I’M GOING TO BRING THE RUCKUS. BLITZKRIEG STYLE.