posted on Dec, 15 2003 @ 12:21 AM
The following is also on my blog, but I felt the need to rant here too...I hate my job beyond belief now.
Well, I got f**king hit at work. My boss f**king punched me. This car had come back, and I knew I had worked on it, so I go to see what's up. Well, I
ell the guy pop the hood and I'll check it out. Lo and behold, the oil cap was gone. Now, I coulda sworn that f**ker was on tight, I remember putting
it on with my own two hands. Well, I tell the customer not to worry, no big deal, I'll throw in some more oil and a new cap, no charge. Well, as I'm
saying this, my boss walks up. He looks at it and starts saying there is no way that an oil cap can come off if it's a threaded cap. Well, I tell him
in a very low volume not to demean me in front of a customer and that we had been through this before. So he keeps saying it, saying # like "are you
trying to call the customer a liar?" and so forth. So I repeat myself. He keeps saying it, I repeat again, and he f**king punches me in the gut and
tells me to go home.
Man, he was f**king lucky I didn't hit him back. so I go to punch out and he keeps egging me one saying "what are you gonna do?" and hits me in the
arm. I tell him not to touch me again. He does it again. I tell him not to f**king touch me or he's gonna get f**ked. So I left and went to the cop
station. Thankfully, I know all the cops in my town, So I file a report and two cops I know go down there. Well, one called me when they were done and
told me he put the fear of god into my boss and that he looked like he was gonna cry like a little girl. Mission accomplished. mwahahahaha....My boss
TOTALY thinks he is going to jail. Unfortunatly, even I know a judge would look at this case and be like "come on, guys...".
So no point in wasting my time with this...or is there? You tell me...
[Edited on 15-12-2003 for spelling]
[Edited on 15-12-2003 by JamesLimelight]