dear eb:
Filed under: Rants, Work at 12:48 am
You can suck my nuts. For real. Die. I hate you. We all hate you. I wish you would have died a very violent and suffering death on your way to the Bel Air store. Pity it didn’t happen.
And do not ever come back unless you want me to stab you in the face. Because I will, really.
He came in. Was pissed because pharmacy was closed. I think, cry about it, I don’t care you’re an idiot. It’s my my fault you can’t read. No, I will not give you Tom’s number. No, I won’t call Tom to come open the pharmacy for you. No, I’m not refusing to help you. There really just isn’t anything I can do. GET OVER IT.
Do Not:
- Call Bel Air and tell Kristy that I am REFUSING and UNWILLING to help you. There isn’t anything I CAN do.
- Scream at me for like twenty minutes. I will rip the pathetic excuse you have for nuts and shove them down your throat to shut you up.
- Tell me that I HAVE to open the pharmacy. In the first place, I don’t have to do a god damn thing for you.
- Call me a smartass when I tell you to have a good night. Sorry, nothing I can do. You try to have a good night anyway. DICK.
I hope you come in tomorrow so they can call the cops on you, you fucking asshat. My manager has my back and so do Brad and Kristy. So fuck off and die.
Yours Truly,
The Disgruntled CVS Girl
Born as Ashley on October 8th, 1986 making her 22. Born and raised in Baltimore but now living in the country. Spends most of her time with her boyfriend Mike doing random, crazy, silly things. Loves music, going to concerts, and spinning in circles when she thinks no one is looking. Is currently in college studying for Nursing, but is thinking about changing her major to graphic design. 
