ahhh, sweet, sweet justice.
you all may recall some of the issues i - and everyone i've ever worked with - have had with our district manager. if not, let me refresh your memory with the most recent and wretched episode (it was josie who called the health board, by the way - she just didn't admit it until afterwards).
kerry danced into the back room today and twittered, "guess who booked the tickets to his wedding next month on jetsgo?"
BWAHAHAHAHA!
the fat fuck - who is loaded via mommy and daddy, btw, not to mention being overpaid and underworked as a DM, and therefore did not need to scrimp on the plane tickets by flying a discount airline - now has to salvage his wedding by forking out a whole pile o' dearly cherished cash.
on a side note, i would like to be able to explain who would marry this human abberation and why, but i just can't. it is something that has left us all feeling very perplexed. we are assuming - or hoping, i'm not sure which - that she is marrying him so that she can soon afterwards poison him with some arsenic on the powdered doughnuts and collect his life insurance.
again, i laugh heartily. so heartily, i may fucking choke.