Hym "What you're pissed about is me taking one skittle out of a bag of skittles, per bag of skittles. As opposed to fucking a
retard at the beginning of every shift and again after the pills that prevent his dick from getting hard wear off, falsifying documents, showing up late every day because you have to stop to get condoms to fuck the
retard, gaslighting, literal sexual harassment, implicating me in retard sex cult (because my awareness of the act makes me complicit), gender
based discrimination regarding the enforcement of rules. But I'm a little lazy and like taking naps. He didn't even go without long enough for it to be out of his system. And for all I know the
retard wasn't just trying to keep his dick hard. He could have been waiting to give her HIS skittles. You
don't know. You
don't care. THEY
don't care. About any of it. THEY were perfectly willing to continue my employment. I was not. So what the fuck are you talking about?"