The good news is: the cops caught the crazy bitch, she’s in jail as you read this.
This morning I drove up to the bookstore as usual, however, this morning there were about eight police vehicles in front of the entrance to the bookstore.
I parked my car in the back, and looked at my phone, my boss had sent me a text message:
There is a small chance the building was broken into last night.
“Cool”, I thought to myself, because that meant I didn’t have to worry about getting any actual work done for awhile.
I walked from my car, over to the entrance to the bookstore - and the cops have a foid in the back of the sport utility vehicle.
Apparently, the foid was high on drugs, and she snuck into the building at night through a back entrance. The foid felt the need to destroy the entire downstairs portion of the bookstore, doing several thousand dollars in damages. Next the evil bitch went to the men’s restroom and ripped the mirror off of the wall. Finally, the demonic whore smeared feces all over the wall.
When I went into the restroom to see the damage - I really wanted to believe what I saw on the wall was chocolate frosting, but sadly - we don’t keep chocolate frosting inside the bookstore.
The foid spent the rest of the night eating snacks that one of my managers has stashed away in her office. The facilities manager found the foid this morning when he came to open the bookstore.
It feels like Monday came a day early!
This morning I drove up to the bookstore as usual, however, this morning there were about eight police vehicles in front of the entrance to the bookstore.
I parked my car in the back, and looked at my phone, my boss had sent me a text message:
There is a small chance the building was broken into last night.
“Cool”, I thought to myself, because that meant I didn’t have to worry about getting any actual work done for awhile.
I walked from my car, over to the entrance to the bookstore - and the cops have a foid in the back of the sport utility vehicle.
Apparently, the foid was high on drugs, and she snuck into the building at night through a back entrance. The foid felt the need to destroy the entire downstairs portion of the bookstore, doing several thousand dollars in damages. Next the evil bitch went to the men’s restroom and ripped the mirror off of the wall. Finally, the demonic whore smeared feces all over the wall.
When I went into the restroom to see the damage - I really wanted to believe what I saw on the wall was chocolate frosting, but sadly - we don’t keep chocolate frosting inside the bookstore.
The foid spent the rest of the night eating snacks that one of my managers has stashed away in her office. The facilities manager found the foid this morning when he came to open the bookstore.
It feels like Monday came a day early!
