I hate you so much

Former coworker. Chainsmoking, fat, arrogant, difficult, redneck cocksucker. One who'd talk in that exaggerated deep voice all "southern" white trash who are proud of it tend to talk with. He would cross his arms at damn near all times. Always reeked of cigarettes. Was incredibly hard to talk to. I don't socialize at work. I had to speak to this prick and it was like pulling teeth from a methhead who is high. He'd never say anything, which is pretty damn bad coming from me, a person who people in general think is too quiet.

This guy would arrogantly say how he blocked out his childhood. Guar-ant-fuckin-tee I had it worse than him. One, I'm not proud white trash. I am white trash, or at least came from it and don't act like it because I vowed to do better for myself. Two, I never bring up a sob story about my horrific upbringing. I don't randomly tell people about sexual abuse or anything else, because I'm not special or going to use it as a crutch. Three, I'll fucking talk and can. I just don't open up to gossipy people, and when my job depends on it, I can fucking speak.

This guy I hated and still do because I see him as someone who didn't have it nearly as shitty as I did, who yet chooses to be a bigger asshole. If I'm not, he has no excuse. He also bragged about living in the middle of nowhere. Yeah, so cool to have some serial killer bunker.

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anonymous Work June 22, 2026 at 5:24 pm 0 0