The place is crawling with the creepies, besides the “language limitation” and slamming back door, even Scott the white guy coughed near my area. (For fun, I mumble under my breath and pronounce the word “chocolate” or roll the letter “R” in the word “correct” to mimic another accent.
Anway, there’s a sick hoarder sitting near Scott. The hoarder has lots of plastic containers sitting inside his cubicle – “Big Gulp” containers and several plastic liters of leftover sodas, for examples. If I were the fire marshall, I’d ding that guy for piling “hazardous” waste material in a working environment. The guy is so bony, too! Yuch!
As for Tess, she looks like Bozo the clown with her VERY bright red lipstick. I can’t figure out if she’s Asian or Filipino. But she’s “bastos” and didn’t seem interested to offer a greeting or smile at the mini-lunch room. I had to say: “Hi!” to the bitch. She’s nuts, smart, talkative, BRASSY loud. AND the snake no longer spews her coughs so loudly: Thanks to John, Obama and pals.
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