AUTHORIZED CLEARANCE PERSONNEL ONLY!
August 20, 2019
WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU PEOPLE DONE?!
MY BOYFRIEND ISN’T ENOUGH? I AM NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE JUST ONE MAN?!
DID YOU TRADE ME?! SO, THAT MY BOYFRIEND IS NO LONGER ALLOWED TO BE WITH ME?!
I AM FUCKING HOT AS HELL!
NO, I DO NOT WANT TO BE WITH THIS ENGLISHMAN, CRIMINAL! I WANTED MY BOYFRIEND! NOW, MY BOYFRIEND LOOKS COMPLETELY INCAPABLE OF LOVE! SELF-DESTRUCTING! LIVING OFF A HIGH OF ANXIETY AND ANOMOSITY AS IF THAT IS LOVE – AT ALL!
LOVE IS THAT BORING MINUTAE THAT FILLS ARE EVERYDAY AND YOU LOVE THE OTHER PERSON SO MUCH THAT BORING EVERY DAY STUFF IS WORTH LIVING FOR!
I AM REALLY NOT INTERESTED IN GIVING A READ OF THIS ENGLISHMAN CON! YOU MISSED SOMETHING ENTIRELY! MY BOYFRIEND!
WHO IS THIS FUCKING IDIOT WHO THINKS THAT THE STRESS AND DRAMA OF EXTREME ANGER, ARE ANY NOTION OF LOVE?! ARE THESE LESBIANS?! NO WONDER THEY MAKE ME SO CRAZY, I SHUT DOWN! UGH!!! HOW TERRIBLE TO BE IN SUCH RELATIONSHIPS! NO WONDER I AM NOT A LESBIAN! BESIDES THE OBVIOUS!
MY BOYFRIEND IS STILL BETTER THAN ANY OF YOU PEOPLE WHO HAVE TRIED TO DO WORK! HE IS BETTER! BECAUSE HE IS BETTER THAN YOU, YOU ARE THREATENED BY HIM?! YOU SHOULD BE FUCKING THANKING HIM FOR THE GODDAMN GOOD WORK HE DOES INSTEAD OF TRYNG TO MANUEVER HIM OUT TO GET IN HIS PLACE!
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT THIS MORNING?! WITH THE TRAFFIC?! WHY DON’T YOU JUST GIVE EVERY TERRORIST A FUCKING CALLING CARD AND TELL THEM TO BLOW SHIT UP, THAT IS HOW WELL AND ORGANIZED YOU ALL LOOKED THIS MORNING! HERE WE ARE SUCH DUMB MORONS HERE’S ARE SECRET CLASSIFIED LOCATION AND WE DON’T MIND OR CARE AT ALL IF YOU BLOW US UP?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT A DUMB MESSAGE TO SEND!
They want me to believe my boyfriend, again, wants to break it off, that could only mean it is because he is not capable of love. As soon as anything like love happens, he self-destructs like, killing them, or wanting to break up with them. It’s self-destructive.
So, I am mad and what does my new manager do, whose name is code for North Dakota, Native American, she walks over and tells me I can’t (can’t) (she’s covered in nose alterations meaning she is making me inhale mood altering chemicals just for a reaction) “take my upset out on the items throwing them on the table” as if I had broken anything, moving something faster than anyone else does not mean it has injured any of the “products”, then she tells me I can’t (can’t) crawl under the conveyor belt, something I’ve done as long as I have worked there. Her talking to me was like trying to put out a fire with gasoline. Pouring gasoline onto something already burning as if thinking it would put out the fire. What a terrible manager.
Guess what, you’ve all done such a terrible job in just a few days, none of you can. Not a single man, and certainly not another woman. No man I have mentioned before – can. I have too many doubts about this Englishman, I am not sure he ever could. That’s the effect of a self-destructive person with Cherith’s brain.
Don’t get confused, I am tired and want to go to sleep is not the same as begging for mercy. You wouldn’t be able to handle (any of you) me in the flesh, drink up. I have the ability to consume a man, mind, body, and soul.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 