Okay, so I came in late today and our company’s policy is that if you’re late, you can’t clock in until pre-shift is over. So, until pre-shift is over, you have to wait at the front desk.

Well, I got to work at 9:01 and the receptionist didn’t call Lauren and Christine (2 idiots that somehow made it to management) to see if I could clock in until 9:22. The last person that she spoke to was Christine. The receptionist told Christine who I was, and apparently, Christine asked the receptionist to ask me why I was late. I told the receptionist, and the receptionist told Christine.

So, after I clocked in, my day just got better, because Christine came to talk to me. I hate it when she talks to me. She’s so annoying. Do you know Mrs. Bucket from Keeping Up Appearances? That’s Christine. She’s so snotty, except she’s not even rich.

Anyway, what happened:

Christine: Why did you come in late?
Me: Traffic was down to one lane on the highway. But, just so that you know, I didn’t get here at 9:22. I got here at 9:01.
Me thinking: But, you already know this, because I heard the receptionist tell you this, you fucking bitch.
Christine: I just saw you clock in at 9:22.
Me thinking: You DUMB asshole! What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you high???? (One day, she blurted out that she smoked pot everyday a few years ago. And, if you read my blog and know my views, you know that I don’t believe in “former” drug users. I make no distinction between a former drug user and someone who is a junkie. They’re all the same. Can’t trust ‘em, and they all eventually start using again)

I know that I sat there and paused for a few seconds before replying, because I couldn’t believe that she was being so stupid. So, I explained to her that I got to work late, but I didn’t clock in until about 20 minutes later, because MANAGEMENT makes us wait until pre-shift is over to clock in. Pre-shift was over at 9:22, so guess when I clocked in??? So, this is basically what I explained to Christine. But, no-the dumb broad still didn’t get it. So, Dumber (that would be Lauren) stepped in and said something like, “They don’t lock the doors until 9 am.”

I’m like, “You FUCKING idiot!” No, I didn’t tell her that, but I was thinking it. I told Lauren, “I know that. I’m saying that I did get to work late, but it was at 9:01, not 9:22. I wasn’t allowed back here to clock in until 9:22.”

I eventually said something like, “Okay,” and just turned around, because I just do not have the patience to deal with stupid people. I usually just curse them or something, but since this was work, I couldn’t do that. Talking to them just took everything out of me. I sat there for a few minutes still thinking about how those two could be so dumb. I just could not believe the conversation that I had with them. It was like talking to a fucking brick wall!