Hello, this is me. That guy, that I know you know, but who you hate...
For some reason.
I'm Xander, just read my nametag, you idiot. Oh wait...
You don't care enough.
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It was one slow day at Totally Tax Company, usually I'd have my work phone ringing with people who'd want me to do their heavy lifting. That wasn't the case for this day though. My phone barley buzzed, usually my mom would've wanted me to buy her another bottle of Vodka by now. Her and her mid-life crisis. Besides that though, she could give two shits if I was actually a corpse or not, that goes for everyone I know that isn't a femboy who pretends he knows how to file taxes when really, he's just a man whore.
(Ivory): XANDY!!!!!
Speak of the devil...
(Me): WHAT??
Ivory leans on my desk, sticking his ass out as per usual.
(Ivory): Have you seen Dick around?
Oh fuck me...Richard...Richard Richard Richard...THAT GUY LIVE'S RENT FREE IN MY HEAD!!! IVORY TALKS ABOUT HIM LIKE I TALK ABOUT DEAD PROPHETS!!! I DON'T NEED TO HEAR ABOUT THIS SHIT!!! OR THIS DICK!!
(Me): Yeah he went to the break room earlier for coffee.
(Ivory): THANKS-
And now he's gone...wonderful.
Just...Just great.
As much as Ivory annoys me, he's really the only one who talks to me nowadays...
He's like my boyfrie-
WAIT no I hooked up with him once and he was a whiny bitch
Nevermind-
(Jared): YO XANDER I HEARD YOU ORDERED KRISPY KREME DONUTS!!
(Me): No I didn't-
(Jared): FUCK YOU!!
(Me): Ouch...
(Me): Boss??
Great...now he's gone too...
*Ding*
"Honey~ Can you get me some Vodka on your way home? Thank you sweetie pie~"
Oh how badly I want to say no...how EASY it would be
...
And easy it was
"No, go to rehab and kindly fuck off <3"
Oh but how could I say that to my own mother???
I will say what I fucking want.
(Me): I'm clocking out...fuck this shit..
I proceed to leave.
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