Fatty Coworker Bangs Her Table and REEEEEEEEEEEEES in front of me. I'm just almost had it! The same fat fuck whom I accidentally made it shit itself by popping my bag open now bangs her table during calls and REEEEEEEEEEEEs about how hard work is for her and how much it bothers it. Bitch really? You know how lucky I am to work in a call center compared to my past jobs? I finally got a job with a nice management team, a relaxed work environment, and an office job though it does not pay much, at least its more than enough for me to do whatever I want. Yeah some customers may be jerks but if you just use reasoning and be patient, you'll get through just fine. Nope! Not with this bitch! This is what I hear from this bitch beast. "UGH! I'm tired of explaining the same shit to you!" "Oh my god just shut the fuck up!" "I just wanna go home." "I can't take this!" And during her REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEing, she keeps tossing shit in its cubicle and banging it loudly that I can feel my cubicle rocking. That's when I had to look at it and speak up about its outbursts. Not surprisingly, its response was rude and it told me that I need to worry about my own space and let it worry about its own problems. Typical fat response with no respect to other people. YOUR REEEEEING AND BANGING SHIT IN YOUR CUBICLE GETS IN TO MY OWN SPACE TOO! At this rate, I'm considering about moving to Singapore and working for their government. Yeah there are some Singaporks there but from what I heard and understand about that country, it has a beautiful city life and its mostly full of nice people. Plus, mass transit there is one of the best in the world. I want to give America a chance through healthcare administration but sometimes, I just don't know anymore. I could give up my American citizenship for a Singaporean one and work for their government but I'd have to say goodbye to my friends in America even if we can talk on Facebook. Tired of this country's tolerance to hams and hamitudes! Its like they don't want to take care of themselves and they just want the job because of the beetus in the vending machines. They bitch when I talk about working out, they whine about being too fat to purchase and wear furry tails behind themselves, they rage during work, and skip work when they don't feel like working. I only have this job because its a stable job for me and the managers are nice with me and supports me in college but at the same time, compared to my other jobs in the past, this job has too many reeing obeasts and by far has the most fats at the workplace I've seen. Oh and lets not forget broken chairs at my workplace and just saw a chair that has a cushion that is literally broken in half. Dammit America! Maybe I should look into Singapore but working for their government in hopes of dodging Amerihams here.