Ran into a hated former coworker this morning, one that accused me of faking and denied me medical attention during the last allergic reaction shock I had at work. I was beyond sucky but it felt so damn good!
Whappacino With A Frappacino!
Or don't piss me off or I might beat you down with a frozen drink by the side of the road at some point.
I didn't act very Xian this morning, more ExLaxian.
This morning a much hated spectre from my past pulled up next to me at the stoplight as I sucked down a a frozen chai tea frappe on my way to work. Bitchy assclown Nurse Brandine in her tricked out cheap Chrysler with expensive rims. What kind of fool puts thousand dollar rims on a Neon? Some idiot redneck from Madison County like Brandine.
She rolled down her window and simpered over at me, shouting about she was wondering how I'd been, a nasty smile on her face.
When I looked into those wide set bovine eyes all the crap I'd been forced to endure from her just came rushing back, including the drama she caused at the Crazy Clinic over the mustache on the photograph, and I lost it. Backstory: someone drew a mustache on one of the zillions of photos of her kid at work, on the outside glass with a dry erase marker, she called the cops for 'destruction of personal property' and demanded management punish EVERYONE for something that could be swiped away with a tissue. Typical behavior from her, she thrived on gossiping and stirring the pot all the time and lived to torture everyone at work. Very hated.
Actually 'lost it' is sort of the understatement of the year. My high dose steroids, stress, lack of sleep, annoyance at her ridiculousness mixed with my own evil reared its Medusa styled hydra head and I gave her the mega warhead bitchslap of all times.
Before I could help myself I slid across the car, brought down the window and shouted a stream of obscenities so vile I'm sure I caused a rip in the time-space continuum. Started with 'Cunt' and ended up some suggestions for biologically impossible acts before beaning Brandine between the cow eyes with my Frappacino, leaving her dripping with frozen goo in her hair, face, interior and exterior of her car, looking like she's been as surprised as someone who was trying to tease a kitten and is seeing their lower intestine turned into circus confetti by the kitten.
Evil, but I felt worlds better and stronger as I sped away. My last glimpse of Brandine before that moment was the day I was fired and I was laying on the ground puking and gasping for breath as she stood above me sneering that I was faking.
I'll show you faking!
Not sure I'd recommend assault with a coffee drink to everyone but damn, pwnage feels awesome!
Whappacino With A Frappacino!
Or don't piss me off or I might beat you down with a frozen drink by the side of the road at some point.
I didn't act very Xian this morning, more ExLaxian.
This morning a much hated spectre from my past pulled up next to me at the stoplight as I sucked down a a frozen chai tea frappe on my way to work. Bitchy assclown Nurse Brandine in her tricked out cheap Chrysler with expensive rims. What kind of fool puts thousand dollar rims on a Neon? Some idiot redneck from Madison County like Brandine.
She rolled down her window and simpered over at me, shouting about she was wondering how I'd been, a nasty smile on her face.
When I looked into those wide set bovine eyes all the crap I'd been forced to endure from her just came rushing back, including the drama she caused at the Crazy Clinic over the mustache on the photograph, and I lost it. Backstory: someone drew a mustache on one of the zillions of photos of her kid at work, on the outside glass with a dry erase marker, she called the cops for 'destruction of personal property' and demanded management punish EVERYONE for something that could be swiped away with a tissue. Typical behavior from her, she thrived on gossiping and stirring the pot all the time and lived to torture everyone at work. Very hated.
Actually 'lost it' is sort of the understatement of the year. My high dose steroids, stress, lack of sleep, annoyance at her ridiculousness mixed with my own evil reared its Medusa styled hydra head and I gave her the mega warhead bitchslap of all times.
Before I could help myself I slid across the car, brought down the window and shouted a stream of obscenities so vile I'm sure I caused a rip in the time-space continuum. Started with 'Cunt' and ended up some suggestions for biologically impossible acts before beaning Brandine between the cow eyes with my Frappacino, leaving her dripping with frozen goo in her hair, face, interior and exterior of her car, looking like she's been as surprised as someone who was trying to tease a kitten and is seeing their lower intestine turned into circus confetti by the kitten.
Evil, but I felt worlds better and stronger as I sped away. My last glimpse of Brandine before that moment was the day I was fired and I was laying on the ground puking and gasping for breath as she stood above me sneering that I was faking.
I'll show you faking!
Not sure I'd recommend assault with a coffee drink to everyone but damn, pwnage feels awesome!
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