Went to lunch with Nicci from ex-work today. She passed along a message from Jim (the Marketing Director and my former direct superior) that I need to return the stuff that they claim I stole. I didn't take anything out of that office that wasn't rightfully mine to begin with. They can kiss my Rubanesque arse. They're also too stupid to even bother to look for the project files on my computer. If they had just asked, I could have told them where stuff was. Now I have them trying to bribe me. "If you just return the stuff you stole, we'll make sure you have a glowing recommendation for your next job." Ditzy Cow told them that I cleaned the place out- took everything from paperclips to light fixtures. Lying hateful cow. I hate them so much. *flips the whole company a giant V*
Sarah's going to be here in an hour or so, and I'll be off to Atlanta to look for a new job. I'm ready to get on the road and get away from here! XD
Sarah's going to be here in an hour or so, and I'll be off to Atlanta to look for a new job. I'm ready to get on the road and get away from here! XD
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Good luck on the job hunt.