When you say you want the job and then you confirm with me you'll be at said job on Monday morning, here's a thought.....how about you SHOW UP FOR THE FUCKING JOB BITCH!!!??? Phoning my private cell phone on a Sunday night from another fucking city no less, to tell me that 'it's not going to work out', you showing up at the job, is just not smart. Especially since you assume I don't have call display and can't fucking see that you aren't in the city as your message suggests.Fuck you're stupid!!!! How did I not see this in you prior to the job offer? To assume that I will be able to pull another employee out of my fucking ass to replace you on such short notice is ignorant to a power beyond measure. Oh, but wait, there's more. The motherfucking ass rimming nerve of you to suggest in your voicemail message that you might 'rather take the other job I suggested that starts on Tuesday morning is mindbogglingly unbefuckinglievable!!! Ummmm, how about ..... NNNOO!!!!???
You stupid cunt, your name is mud in this little town of ours, where I have way more fucking pull than you know; and it's a good thing I do, because you working on sullying my good business name like that makes me want to filet a bitch!
and while I'm at it...fuck you Mickey! stop wasting your time sending me emails that I delete without reading. you need medication. STAT
