I believe.
When it’s been a really long day… I believe.
My prick of a boss, half my age and twice my sallary, might have been on my case all day long.
Might have been standing there looking over my shoulder, while I work up a sweat thinking.
Thinking; “Oh shit, this report isn’t gonna measure up.”
Thinking; “He’s gonna make me do this analysis over.”
Thinking; “He’s going to fire me, like he did Johnny.”
Every day, every fucking day, I want to go into that office and kick his little sissy ass.
My prick of a boss.
Half my age and twice my sallary.
But I believe.
She’s there for me.