Backstabbers Blow.
I discovered that I am being stabbed by a coworker.
Over it.
No use sweating the small shit in life.
I've got my health.
Love of my friends and family.
My skills.
And no one, I mean no one can take me down!
Over it.
No use sweating the small shit in life.
I've got my health.
Love of my friends and family.
My skills.
And no one, I mean no one can take me down!
ByLBseahag at 6:35 PM
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What happened?
There is a dumb bitch talking shit about my sales efforts.
She needs to concentrate on her job instead of wasting time worrying about mine.
But she looks good to my boss when she tattles. And I am not the only one whom she has done this or other shit to.
Fuck that.
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