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i used to work for this dotcom startup and this worthless bitch would bring her giant chocolate lab to work all the time. she would drag this dog into meetings and he would sit under the conference table and drop the WORST fucking bombs. so a) your in some stupid meeting, b) in a hot, cramped conference room, c) at a failing company, d) having to smell some bitch's dumb dog's farts. not good. needless to say i quit that job.
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