i wash dishes, and do general kitchen bitch stuff for work at the moment…i dont talk much. There is this dense smiley happy irish girl who always puts more dishes on the pass just when i think ive cleared them all. In my head im telling her to fuck off, cant she see that ive almost finished them all. Plus she piles them all so that the pass fills so quickly, i have no chance to catch up when she works….when other people do it i dont mind too much but its now a personal vendetta between me and her (though she has to idea) god i dislike her.
