Friday, August 18, 2006

To the Person or Persons Who Wrote that I Was "Too Direct" in My 6 Month Review

Ahem.

Buck the fuck up you whiney little baby. It is not my job to be your friend, hold your hand, on in anyway give two little shits about your wellbeing other than in so far as you are another human being. And even that is pushing it. If you think I'm mean now, I can show you mean, and much like the hulk, you will not like me when I am angry. So go back to your little desk, you passive-aggressive fuck, and worry less about my performance and more about your own incompetence. It is not my fault that you're a dumbass, and I'm not about to start tiptoeing around your personal issues. The next time you have a problem with me why don't you grow a set and tell me about it to my face? Just keep hiding behind your anonymous reviews and I'll keep treating you like the intellectual equivalent of a 90-pound weakling that you are. Because no matter what you thought your review of me would make me feel, mostly it makes me feel sorry for a grown person that can't even speak up when they feel they have been wronged. Until you learn to do that, you're just going to keep getting pushed around by the universe, sunshine.

How's that for direct?

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