God damned Constipated Chootiya!!!

Every one, I’m sure has or has had at least 1 real chootiya as a boss or colleague at some point of time in their life. (The closest I can come to translating a chootiya is a …. stupid cunt.)  I call the chootiya in my office constipated , coz he has this perpetually pained  squint eyed look on his face that a normal being would only get if & when , he were straining to relieve him self when constipated .This bull headed depravity of a human being unfortunately is also a workaholic. Drudging away till 2am on something totally inconsequential, for him is sweet bliss.  Coming in to work on a holiday or better still staying at work all the time24/7 days week , he thinks is the road to salvation. Unfortunately for the some of us he likes to enforce his beliefs onto us too.As if saving himself weren’t enough he has to save all of those he can … as I said … chootiya. I am not averse to working on a holiday when the situation demands it. I believe that in such a situation it is ones responsibility, and one has to work.How ever call me on a day when it is not necessary I be there and the works out put will not depend on my performance and it just pisses me off.Now take this situation I am in , I have a 3 day holiday coming up soon , it’s a national holiday and I was really looking forward to it . Further more my Mum and Dad are returning to
India, and I had planned to spend the last 3 days they were here (which miraculously coincided with my holidays) with them. How ever the Constipated Chootiya, henceforth called C.C. (as I’m sure this is not the last you hear of him) has made it impossible for me to avail of the holiday. Even though ,he knew why I really needed the holiday. The fucker was even invited to the farewell party.God damn the Constipated Chootiya!!!

~ by evil1 on April 26, 2006.