Let's face it. I work with a bunch of frat boys. 20-30 somethings that are extremely attractive, fit, with enormous attitudes. One on one they are cool, but when the testosterone doubles, triples, quadruples, or more..they turn into a bunch of whiny punk ass bitches.
Today at the all hands meeting, we have one very large gentleman on staff. He's probably in the 350 range at least - not that it matters...But he had to get up and make his way to the front of the room. When he sat back down, these idiots made noises like his chair was breaking.
I wonder what they do/say about me behind my back....
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