Living Life One Moment at a Time

There has been so much drama in the past couple weeks at the restaurant that it makes me feel like I am back in high school.  I was told today that I am a fat bitch who does nothing but eat all the time.  Not to mention, the person who said this is apparently going to out lard in my food since I am a fat ass.  I can take a lot but this is a bit much.  I know that I am big person but guess what, I have something medically wrong with me that prevents me from losing weight like a normal person.  In addition, if that is all the dirt you have on me, your pathetic.  You are a low class individual that is upset because you don’t know how to keep non-work related issues out of work.  

I am tired of being the bad guy in this situation all because I was talking to someone, outside of work, about what was happening.  Now the big mouth above and a server are mad at me because of all the shit I apparently said behind their backs.  Joke is all on you, I never said anything that I haven’t said to your face.  It goes to show you that people suck in general.  I need a new job and fast.  I am thinking about taking a medical unit secretary class just so I don’t have to go back to work at that fucking restaurant.  I hate it now and I don’t think it will ever be the same unless something gives.