PMS or PISSY...

The intern is here today, it is my last day having to deal with him. And really he is a nice person, who is probably not as smart as the average rock, but he means well. Today however, his voice sounds much like angry finger nails continuously running down a chalk board...arugh...he just keeps talking to me, and it is about nothing. He asked me what my plans are for Thanksgiving...who cares about that crap?! Then he asked me if I was going shopping on Friday...he is fucking nuts?! As far as I can tell only fat, annoying, mean people (bargain shoppers)shop on black Friday! Besides, I work. He is just dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb!

Oh dear god, shoot me...now he is chatting with 'big boy'...gross. 'Big boy' has a little thing for intern...yuck.

Oh and it gets better, my co-worker who likes to think she is my boss, told me to get with intern to go over work for him to do...do these people not realize that I have today, part of the day on Friday and then two days next week and I am done here?! That means I don't give a fuck anymore. I have successfully spent the last two days doing nothing and I plan to keep that trend up for the remainder of my time here.

Of course she was just at my desk asking me 'work' questions...these people seriously think that I care! I have hated this place for so many years...why are they trying to take away my fun of not caring?! Arugh...shut up...all these freaks are talking so loudly. So loudly...about dog clothes?! What the fuck is wrong with them!?

'Big boy' is talking about getting his own Tinkerbell just like Paris Hilton! Oh my god this fucking day can't end soon enough.