Mark it

Mark it peeps first poop at my job. Yeah I know I’m weird. But I don’t like pooping at work. I got a lot of weird shit. I don’t like eating in front of strangers. I won’t wear new things around people. I don’t like to talk about things I like unless we are very close. Very close as in we knew each other for years. My last job didn’t know I had children when I worked there for years. I just don’t like sharing information with random people. And idk where this logic came that we work together so we should share our private life umm no you still completely fucking random. Like they so selective with the shit people they hiring. I’ve have people tell me there life store on there first day. Honestly ok bit much considering I forgot your name already. I hate name tags but i need them because I will not remember your name. Maybe if I said it everyday I’d get but if I meet you couple times that shits getting forgotten. I worked with people for years and don’t know there names. If I don’t work with you one on one I won’t know it. Not trying to be rude just really bad at names. Yet I also don’t care. I care about doing my job couldn’t give two shits about the drama that always seems to be happening. Tired rambling on. O also if I don’t know your name I’ll most likely give you nick name relating to way you act or dress. Talking about you raggedy tighty whites grown man wearing underwear falling apart fucking buy some that’s not attractive. Or how about dude who is completely clueless about his job but in his little mind thinks he knows his shit yeah your dumbass. Motherfucker trying to fix a machine with a hammer.