My New Job, and a Meeting With Mr. Mesmer

I just got a new job, which I am pretty excited about. For some strange reason I couldn’t get along with anyone in the last post, and the job before that too. They wouldn’t even give me a reference, but I told my new boss I was disabled, and they would be discriminating against someone with a learning disability, Tourette’s Syndrome, and a mixed black heritage, and they gave me the job, ‘cos I threatened to sue. It would be a cushy number, if it weren’t for the people I have to meet. God, how I hate people. All my experiences with them are very odd indeed. What’s their bloody issue? Now f$ck off, and stop bothering me. Can’t you see I’m on my break?