Super tempted to quit work. Fat cow workers galore UPDATE: I quit this morning. Emailed in my letter of resignation effective immediately. Good luck to the cunts and the cow workers this weekend, that's me and one other non-psycho from the shop gone, so they're down 2 people, and I'm sure some of the fats will call in sick Saturday morning because they drank too much from the trough the night before. The place will implode if that happens. And management might finally have to address the on going issues.  Hi my lovelies, So today I come to you asking for help. My job, which I love has been becoming increasingly more difficult to do considering the fatasses and fat fuck sympathisers in work. There was an incident a few weeks ago wherein I was hurt and unable to work the next day. Cow workers failed to tell my supervisor why I missed work (though they knew) and set it up so he'd flip at me Monday last week. After explaining to him the incident and that there was a police statement made and that the police even said he could come in to talk to them (to view a statement, you need a solicitor's letter AND €65!), he was very apologetic. But unfortunately the shit continues. Comments are made under breath about what happened (what happened was bad and it's made me very nervous being alone in the city), pigs refuse to work or do the base jobs and I've been coping with this assault and this bullshit for nearly two weeks. I've been so tempted to walk out and just say "fuck it" and never come back. But I need my references and I respect my main boss. The supervisors refuse to acknowledge the shit that happens day in and day out in our job and they're almost as bad as the piggy cow workers on my level.  I'm due back in in 10 minutes and I just want to scream. I need some horrible, funny and gross fat stories to keep me sane until I finish my shift and decide if I'm handing in my notice tomorrow. Fuck fat fucking cunts and their ability to ruin my favourite job so far.