Tip of the day...
If you're going to be late to work, it's probably best not to be seen online on Facebook 10 minutes before you're scheduled to be at work when you have an over 30 minute drive.
See... Your coworkers all pretty much knew you were full of shit all those times that "traffic" made you 20 minutes late. Now, I have proof.
Don't worry though. I won't say or do anything about it. Even though I hate how you're constantly late AND how you take a hundred mini breaks all day long AND how you'll stand around and do absolutely nothing but talk about your boring fucking life unless specifically told to do something, I won't voice my disapproval.
You see... I hate confrontation so much that I'd rather quietly fume about it all day at work until I can come home and vent about it on this blog than to address the issue and fix the problem. Basically, I'm a wuss.
But I already knew I was a wuss. Just like I already knew you were full of shit. This just gives me something more to complain about, and what's my life if I don't have something to complain about?