Asshole Manager

I wake up the next morning and get ready for work at my shitty coin laundry job. I put on my black lipstick with heavy eyeshadow and eyeliner. Next I put on a black minidress with white collar, black stockings and a pair of Doc Martin's. I eat breakfast and off to work I go.

My cunt of a store manager Marilyn is there. She's a scrawny blonde with a hairstyle that reminds me of a poodle." Hmph, you look like a slutty Wednesday Addams!" Well fuck you too Marilyn.

"Actually I was going for a more Alessa Gillespie look." She doesn't get the Silent Hill reference. " I got quite the customer complaint about you. Did you tell a customer that she can suck it?" Before I can answer she adds." And she found a booger on her dress, any idea how that got there?"

" first off she made a very Futanari phobic comment." I then lie." And as for the booger that wasn't me, why the very idea that I would do such thing!" That poodle looking bitch glares at me. "Sure you didn't. I'm afraid I'm going to have to write you up." She then adds." And for some bizarre reason another customer emailed the corporate office and said you we're beyond helpful in finding her missing dress so I do have to reward you for that so put this sticker on your name badge." She then takes a snotty tone. " congratulations Wednesday."

You don't know how badly I want to tell her to go fuck herself." Gee thanks Marilyn."

Marilyn spends the rest of the day watching her soap operas until a customer comes in to do laundry with her four year old daughter so I change the channel to the cartoon network, one to piss off Marilyn and two to keep the little girl entertained. Thankfully I get off at three and I go home to get ready for my other job dancing at the Pussycat's Cock.