everything when i had a job, coming in sick...talking about sports 24/7,.....bytches talking about their kids
bytches be bringing they kids to this dirty ass place, then always wondering why they always sick.
fukk u work bro?
i don't fukk with you like that breh, I'm 24 and you 42, no need for us to be having any kind of interaction outside of work.
face like I really don't know what to tell you.
Just the hypocritical nature of everyone (me included sometimes).
I hate when they try to get to know me. Matter of fact, don't even speak to me.
No, it's not a good morning.
No, I don't want lunch.
No, I did not watch 'Dancing With the Stars' last night.
No, I am not hanging out after work for drinks.
I'm muhfuggin tied.
My co-workers don't even know I'm divorced yet. They inquire about my husband's well-being daily, and I lie to their ugly little pinched faces. These cacs are nosey as hell and it's not genuine concern.
Money good, though
use'm or lose em brehCall out![]()

