The last office I worked at I had a white female supervisor. She gave me free reign once I proved I could do my job. I skipped all the potlucks and had minimal socialization. Worked with my headphones on. Spoke to a few people.That's me.
I don't tell these CACs jack shyt.
One CAC said he thought I was gay because I, "never talk about women?". Like, you demon pig blooded CAC we don't even fukkin talk at all -- EVER! FOH before I cut your throat open.
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Nobody was tripping in my department and the General Manager gave me a personal letter of recommendation. Do your job be civil and mind yourself. If I'm talking to these Cacs my feet are moving.










shyt was so cringeworthy to watch. She would try and act “down” so badly, despite being a suburban cul-de-sac c*nt (copyrighted).
apparently. They could tell she had a personal vendetta against me. They disagreed and still gave me a high rating.