If This Bitch Calls Off One More Time!!!

I'm awaken by a loud ass ring. I assume it is one of my mother's friends since she is the only one who is normally up at this hour, but no. Its my supervisor. "Millie I need you to come in this morning Ms. Kiss-Ass called off." Awe hell nah...every fucking time I get a break this bitch calls off. Even when we work opposite shifts (she opens, I close) she calls me talking bout can I come in she needs to leave early. Fuck that if your ass can't work your hours you need to step down to part time.

I'll tell ya'll what's really going on. Ms Kiss-Ass was doing just what her name implies, kissing a whole lot of managerial ass in hopes of a greater raise or promotion. SIKE!!! Whitey handed it to her straight, told her she was a nigga just like the rest of us. (I really don't consider myself a nigger but for the purpose of this story it seemed the appropriate way to describe how whitey looks at us)

So she thought she was gonna be taking my supervisor's job. I was like hell nah if she does that then I'm quitting I can't work for that bitch, she has the nastiest, smart-ass, talk down to you tone. Well evaluation day finally came and they told her that if ...I repeat IF they promote her they would promote her out of the store and if again with the IF...If they did promote her it wouldn't be until September. This was from her mouth, this is what she said they told her. I was like DAMN they treated her ass. (Can you infer from the context what treated means...its not a treat at all...lol)

So anyway every since then she has been calling off and leaving early and showing up late. Obviously the bitch isn't happy...poor baby, but guess what I'm not coming in to cover her ass...FUCK THAT! I got the same number on my evaluation that she got, a four and I didn't have to kiss any ass or do any extra work so I'm not about to start.

I hope this bitch kicks rocks in the mad real world.