I need a space to vent. Seriously.
I have never had to deal with someone as disgusting as you. I feel like if I do not have somewhere to vent I'd get seriously depressed. Lucky this is almost over, I can't wait to report you to authorities when I do.
I knew you were trouble from the day of my interview. And I was right. I don't know what sort of a dark soul you have but I have seriously had enough of your shit. You probably treat me like this only because I was new and I was the only one that you could boss around after you have been working for what 30 years? You seriously have no clue. I remember all your racial slurs, verbal abuse and small talks. I kept silent does not mean you get away. You better be prepared when my compilation of your biography reaches the boss.
You are impossible to please, so I have long given up trying. At first I thought it was me. I thought I haven't been doing it well enough. But every time that I have done something right you would have something else revamped to accuse me of, even if that was exactly what you have taught me to do before. If it weren't correct why did you instruct me this way? Just so that you could pick on me later? It is seriously a low life you're living.
Why would you think I would beg to work with you again next year? I was merely saying that I could come back to the area next vintage, without mentioning coming back to this place. The boss was nice enough to to reach out and say we should keep in contact and see if I'd like to come back and work as a casual next year. I did not say yes or no. And now you are harassing me making it look like I was the one who begs to come back and work here, telling me that you don't want to work with me. As if I wanted to work with you!
Bitch.
