So my coworker (the one I hate so much) made up lies about me. One day early last week I think it was like a Tuesday, I was coaching and training our newest hire and he and I were talking about our personal lives/relationships and I told him about my significant other and I and we've been dating on and off for about a year and a half but have known each other for four years. My coworker who I hate feels the need to go and ask me, Chris why is there something white on your shirt? This bitch automatically assumes it as cum and says something like go get your man. It didn't help my case at all that in the conversation prior I was talking about my relationship. Why does this bitch think its okay to go and tell Robert (older guy who works the desk during the evenings) that I had cum on my shirt and that she told me to go clean it off? First of all, she didn't tell me to clean it off and secondly, what does my personal/sexual life have anything to do with work force? Like I could end her life and say that she is getting romantically and sexually involved with guests at the hotel which is against our policy. Like I'm not sorry I got promoted before you did making a whole 3 dollars more than you and you go and start drama on why you think I shouldn't have been promoted because you started before me? A WHOLE 48 HOURS? GIVE ME A BREAK. I could be petty and call her horse face and humpty dumpty because she looks exactly like humpty dumpty with the teeth of a horse. But I haven't. Yet. Stay tuned, tengaged. And if you read the whole blog, you a real one. END RANT.
