I'm a Heartless Bitch because I am now sitting in the corner at work by myself, and gladly doing so. Apparently, someone was offended by my "wicked ways". They are upset because I refuse to apologize for stating the truth. Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

I am going to start my own business because I happen to dislike and despise co-workers (or anyone, for that matter) that run their mental fingernails across my blackboard of life. For all the crybabies of the world, if you want to impress upon me your hopeless diatribe, do it while I'm sleeping and save yourself the let down. I only help those who help themselves first.

I do have a heart, but I save it for those deserving and worthy of my time. Those people are children (most especially my son), adults that take care of their problems without whining and the elderly. If you don't fall into one of those categories, take a number for the line of the spineless and pray that your wait will enable you to grow thicker skin.

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