Just one quick bitch ...

[Semicolon]

The formative years of my sexual peak are gonna be spent teaching virginal college students their ABC's in the sack

It could be worse! Mine  were spent alone at home!  

Also, just think of how many men will never forget you!  

Indeed. If you don't perform well, just think of how many men will never forget the experience.  

No pressure.

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

["couldbecousin"]

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

["couldbecousin"]

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

Done that. It is still here. The woman doing my rounds will have to load her bags in my garden apparently. She is doing two shifts today. Wonder if she did get the other batch delivered properly, or that she will have to fetch that somewhere else in the village too.

They are so good at communication at my job, that frankly it would not even surprise me if the mail would still be on my doorstep tomorrow, and that the batch of tomorrow will just be dropped next to it. 

["couldbecousin"]

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

Done that. It is still here. The woman doing my rounds will have to load her bags in my garden apparently. She is doing two shifts today. Wonder if she did get the other batch delivered properly, or that she will have to fetch that somewhere else in the village too.

They are so good at communication at my job, that frankly it would not even surprise me if the mail would still be on my doorstep tomorrow, and that the batch of tomorrow will just be dropped next to it. 

Hmmm, communication problems? Maybe they should come here!   

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

Done that. It is still here. The woman doing my rounds will have to load her bags in my garden apparently. She is doing two shifts today. Wonder if she did get the other batch delivered properly, or that she will have to fetch that somewhere else in the village too.

They are so good at communication at my job, that frankly it would not even surprise me if the mail would still be on my doorstep tomorrow, and that the batch of tomorrow will just be dropped next to it. 

Hmmm, communication problems? Maybe they should come here!   

They are a mail company, they should be excelling in communication.

Mr Dickhead has got very thick ears though, and a thick head. Actually everything is thick about him. Rumour has it that my former superior could not be arsed to get him sacked, because the procedure is very tedious, and the boss was about to retire. I hope my new superior is making the needed effort. This man is a disgrace.

He invokes really violent thoughts in me. Takes a lot to do that. He succeeds. Maybe I should have kicked him. 

["couldbecousin"]

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

Done that. It is still here. The woman doing my rounds will have to load her bags in my garden apparently. She is doing two shifts today. Wonder if she did get the other batch delivered properly, or that she will have to fetch that somewhere else in the village too.

They are so good at communication at my job, that frankly it would not even surprise me if the mail would still be on my doorstep tomorrow, and that the batch of tomorrow will just be dropped next to it. 

Hmmm, communication problems? Maybe they should come here!   

They are a mail company, they should be excelling in communication.

Mr Dickhead has got very thick ears though, and a thick head. Actually everything is thick about him. Rumour has it that my former superior could not be arsed to get him sacked, because the procedure is very tedious, and the boss was about to retire. I hope my new superior is making the needed effort. This man is a disgrace.

He invokes really violent thoughts in me. Takes a lot to do that. He succeeds. Maybe I should have kicked him. 

I'm glad you didn't. We need you, your kids need you. 

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

So what do you do now, call headquarters and tell them to send someone to take the mail? 

Done that. It is still here. The woman doing my rounds will have to load her bags in my garden apparently. She is doing two shifts today. Wonder if she did get the other batch delivered properly, or that she will have to fetch that somewhere else in the village too.

They are so good at communication at my job, that frankly it would not even surprise me if the mail would still be on my doorstep tomorrow, and that the batch of tomorrow will just be dropped next to it. 

Hmmm, communication problems? Maybe they should come here!   

They are a mail company, they should be excelling in communication.

Mr Dickhead has got very thick ears though, and a thick head. Actually everything is thick about him. Rumour has it that my former superior could not be arsed to get him sacked, because the procedure is very tedious, and the boss was about to retire. I hope my new superior is making the needed effort. This man is a disgrace.

He invokes really violent thoughts in me. Takes a lot to do that. He succeeds. Maybe I should have kicked him. 

I'm glad you didn't. We need you, your kids need you. 

But it would have been fun. And all my colleagues would have backed me up, they all know he is a true dickhead, and he spoils it for everyone everytime he can.

[Eclair]

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

How were you supposed to take the mail and NOT call into work?

I'd want another day off to compensate.

['andersom']

Mr Dickhead.

Who? Fellow postie who holds up your deliveries?   

Fucked up postman who dropped mail at my doorstep today. I told him I was having holidays and did not want it. Also told him who would be doing my shifts. He didn't care. Said he was not aware of it, he did not want to take the mail with him. And then TOLD me not to call in at work. WTF.
I did restrain myself. But somehow it would have given me a real holiday feeling had I kicked or punched his smiling face.
Of all my colleagues he is the last I want to see during my holidays.

How were you supposed to take the mail and NOT call into work?

I'd want another day off to compensate.

Didn't take it, found it on my doorstep. Calling in took a few minutes, bitching about it a bit more. I won't get compensated for it. Secondary work conditions are really shitty. Love the actual job. The rest is shite, and I am looking for something else.
Had I not noticed him doing this, I would not have seen it. He kind of hid it too, where he normally just throws it into the garden.

I can't remember how many times I have complained about mr Dickhead.

And for the rest of my rights, had a conversation with my direct superior bit more than a week ago. There hardly are rights, apart from the basic CAO ones, that make sure I get paid when I am sick and such.

[PuppetSockPenguin]

He's a virgin

Not a dealbreaker, it's just......I dunno

Virgins haven't had the opportunity to develop bad habits.

["couldbecousin"]

He's a virgin

Not a dealbreaker, it's just......I dunno

Virgins haven't had the opportunity to develop bad habits.

Virgins are trainable! 

[PuppetSockPenguin]

He's a virgin

Not a dealbreaker, it's just......I dunno

Virgins haven't had the opportunity to develop bad habits.

Virgins are trainable! 

Exactly.