Chickens! Ghetto bunnies!
For a while, I was speaking with one of the deans about transfer credit. Her secretary was GHETTO-FABULOUS...I know people with really long nails who can type well, but her nails were inexcusable! Her hair is just tacky. I'm getting sick just thinking about it. To top it all off, she didn't know how to talk right. Grrrr...
How does this chicken (LMAXOAO!) do at work? If she was really a poor performer, wouldn't she have been shown the door by this point? Or is she being kept there for certain reasons?
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