Diary of the Red Queen, Mama & Lunatic
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2002-04-18 - 2:05 p.m. Ooo, that guy sucked. I hope he dies. He decided he didn't have to say "please" or "thank you" to me or treat me with even the slightest modicum of respect, because he is a manager. Oooo. What a dipshit. He talked to me like I had an IQ of 75 and needed things like "And then I click on" explained to me millimeter by millimeter. And then, when I was about to ask if there were anything else I could help him with, he hung up in my ear as noisily and lengthily as he possibly could. And now, the fourth tour group of the day is standing at my desk. I feel like a giraffe in a zoo. Megan the Red Queen
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