posted on Jun, 15 2009 @ 04:27 PM
I'm going postal, it's not a show,
It's just a job, all this I know,
But you're a piss-ant, doomed to die,
I loathe your ways, and this is why.
You are the most discourteous person
I have ever been around. You're rude,
you're crude, you don't know squat,
and now I'm here to tell you what, . .
is going to happen to you today,
when you no longer, get your way.
Customer service be damned !
I've had it with you and your meanness.
Can't say please anymore can you ?
Can't say thank you anymore can you ?
Well . . . .can you say stop ?
Stop . . .as in "stop beating me about the head and shoulders" ?
How do you like that ? The customer is always right, right ?
But what's your major malfunction . . .as a person ?
You just like to be mean, don't you ?
If you ever . .don't quite get the gist,
Well too late, . .you've made Bob's list .