Whatever, dumbass. I donât know how you dealt with being poor all your life, it is so grossâŚ. â- Actually, yes I do know. Because you are useless. Do not, put me in the same category as you.Â
Well too bad, because I would switch back to that life any day if I could. So be a dear and piss off, because you are annoying the hell out of me. And when I am annoyed, I doubt that I will ever work at the level that you want me to. And who knows, I might just manage to get you fired. I can be very convincing.
I donât screw anything up â- that would be your job.Â
Useless? And whoâs the one doing actual work around here? Oh, sweetie, I wouldnât dream of doing that; we may have the same job -- and we may have the same salary -- but we are not the same. And you are not the better one.
Why is that, because now you know how much you wouldnât be able to live out here in the real world, princess? -- you...you wouldnât do that. You donât have the power to do that, and Brian wouldnât listen to you, especially after he sees how much you havenât done. You wouldnât.
Weâll just have to see about that, now wonât we?
