My Bitchdom began very early in life. I was both applauded and jeered for an article I wrote in my high school newspaper. It made fun of "Airheads" and their stupid ways. I was approached by the school principal and asked to write a letter of apology. My letter stated that if the shoe fits wear it, but personally I don't shop at those lame stores.

Even today, on my job I am considered the ultimate bitch because I tell it like it is and will be. I work with a wimpy fucking female. She is always subjecting herself to the men and playing the martyr in our office. She is also in charge of our Human Resources department. On occasions she has told me that I am "too loud" and "too aggressive." She said that I could be "very intimidating." I told her that was not my problem, and others would just have to deal with it. I told her that if I was a real problem, it would show in my sales reports. You see, what frustrates these people is that even though I am a bitch, I AM GOOD at my job -- Customer Service. I've only been there one year and sales have literally doubled since I've taken over that department.

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