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let go and let God.
to the young lady that i took on a field trip to the native american indian museum in nyc...
let me tell you.
yesterday, as you acted out in the musuem, i wanted to smack the hell out of you. for you to be 16 years old and that ignorant to curse around toddlers, the 4 and 5 year olds seem to know how to act better then you when out in public. it's a shame.
when we left the museum and went to look for a co-worker that recently had a stroke and you indicated that is not your problem. i wanted to beat you down and throw gasoline on you and light a fire to your little fresh behind.
when we went to mcdonald's and you had a fit in front of the cashier and called me a witch with a Capital B. I replied if you see a witch with a Capital B, then smack a witch with a Capital B. you almost touch my face and i almost broke your fingers and replied that perhaps it would be worth losing my job touching you, because you have never made it pass me to escape mcdonalds.
with this i must exhale and remember when you call me a B*tch, that's Mz. B*tch to you!!!!
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