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Putting the fun in funeral.

An uberdouche at work who's always going home puking Big Macs out her nose at 9:00 AM because she had that stomach stapling surgery and refuses to stop eating Big Macs at 9:00 AM, thus leaving me to take her calls all day every day, sent me an abrupt email about the status of something. I replied that it was almost complete, but that I needed her to get the approval back from so and so before it could go through. She then wrote that she "needed me to try and figure it out myself because she was swamped."

I reread it a couple times before getting up and walking over to her cubicle where she was stuffing a Big Mac in her face. I would not beat her about the head with her Big Mac container, I told myself, nor would I splash her in the face with her trough of ice tea. I would merely ask her to forward me the email chain she had with so and so if she was not willing to do it herself, and that's what I did.

"Are you getting an attitude with me?" she whirled around in her chair and bellowed. I couldn't make out the next few things she said and half expected subtitles to appear under her like those of Jaaba the Hut addressing Han Solo. That didn't happen, so I went ahead and volunteered that it was due to her having sent me a rude email seconds ago. She became even more outraged and denied any wrong-doing before turning her back to me and entering into the silent treatment, which is still going on as I write this.

I shrugged and returned to my desk where I immediately began looking for new work within the state. The most promising prospect to come up was the "Bureau of Cemeteries and Funerals." I sincerely hope they hire me. My first order of business will be to personally oversee the throwing of Uberdouche's cadaver over a fence once she's choked on her Big Mac.


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Jul. 17th, 2010 07:54 pm (UTC)
I have a co-worker who had weight reduction surgery, and sometimes it does make her sick, but she eats very little. It's like eating a pea would make her sick. This woman sounds like someone completely out of control who thought the procedure would give her willpower.

Also, Big Macs are disgusting.
Jul. 18th, 2010 10:11 pm (UTC)
agreed, double quarter pounders all the way.
Jul. 18th, 2010 06:55 am (UTC)
Next time you see her eating a big mac just ask; won't you die if your stitching explodes?
Jul. 18th, 2010 10:13 pm (UTC)
*writes down*
Jul. 19th, 2010 11:05 pm (UTC)
I had a professor that took me on a trip and he barfed two times because he had lap band surgery. When we have our meetings. He'll be talking and have these weird hiccups while he's eating - we suspect he's making his food go in his stomach the way birds do.

Good luck working with dead people!
Jul. 19th, 2010 11:40 pm (UTC)
anyone that surgically makes their stomachs smaller to prevent themselves from eating like a goddamn seacow deserves what they get.

Jul. 21st, 2010 05:51 am (UTC)
Slightly off topic, but I'd like you to mimic that icon photo please.
Jul. 21st, 2010 02:06 pm (UTC)
speaking of seacows, no.
Jul. 21st, 2010 02:12 pm (UTC)
And to think we were once married :(
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