To King Philip,
Yeah, because of my busy workstation, y’all really can mess me up if y’all keep interrupting me! You were wise NOT to bug me. Fuck.
I knew that black lady from New York would call back. She called around 1133 am. She called yesterday. The freaking Masons are testing my resolve.
Yesterday Gregory P used the word “square”. I think Carol used the word “square”. You once joked about the one-eye snake and going on a “quest”. You’re not even close to my security level.
And because y’all have been dicking with me for many eons, I can’t help y’all even if you’re customers! It’s not my assignment to deal with these petty details. My perspective is broader like my big butter face.
I know this is true because I’ve been getting weird phones calls inquiring on costumer statements. Y’all can laugh it off but my spider “senses” know it’s all a big joke.
Again, if the customers don’t understand what they are reading, I sure as heck don’t either! I can’t “hear” what response each individualized customers expect for me to say.
As a result, I had to step away from my desk and use the toilet to calm my pissed off nerves. I won’t complain about what I saw because the customer’s aren’t complaining.
See? I’m learning to reflect what I can and cannot change. If old timers want to be their own bookkeeper or let others do it for them, and still don’t understand what they paid, that’s their problem.
Again, I did mention to my headhunter and to you on how good it’s to deal with customers and to improve my poor communication skills because of my hearing disability, which has affected my understanding.
Besides my hearing difficulty, I’m forgetting stuff! There’s a lot of things I want to forget, like what you Masons have done to my matrix.
For example, Kevin was kind enough to hand back a check that I left on the photo copy machine. I completely forgot about leaving that one international check behind, just like forgetting that black lady from New York.
The moment she hung up the phone call yesterday, laughing it off, being friendly, and appealing to my already pissed off attitude, because of my spider “senses”, I forgot!
I went straight to my original task of applying cash payment. Then I remembered, glanced at the papers, tried to fix it, gave up temporarily, put it aside, and forgot about it, again!
Heck! If the politicians can’t fix their mess, why should I be troubled about fixing my mess? You know why? Because Elite can’t apply my adjustments, which shows up on the customer’s statements.
So back to Kevin, who saw me approaching to his left and was kind to let me make two copies. It’s creepy how he is alert. I hope he doesn’t shoot! I’m not an enemy!
Anyway, I’m on a crash diet. So my mood swings varied throughout the day. After eating lunch, I’ve got an allergic reaction. I didn’t want to work! I wanted to sleep but couldn’t!
I’m allergic to work and to people! So I decided to drink coffee brewed from work. I thought ingesting caffeine would boost me low energy and keep me awake.
It did! And for two hours, I reacted violently by slamming my papers, making loud shuffling paper noises, and tossing the highlighter pen into the steel cabinet. No moron was hurt.
My pride was hurt. I didn’t like working hard. I missed staying at home, staying up late, driving my parents, and sleeping in long hours. I hate attending daily morning masses and saying evening rosaries, though.
It’s crazy coming from crazy people, whose faith is so strong that it defies logic. The rational minds does NOT work successfully for religious people, who already went nuts due to trauma of some sort.
Sorry this is the truth. With that said, ET and pals have greatly influenced religion AND modern technology. Do NOT doubt me!
With lots of bad juju,
Evil Kitty
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