That Bitch - Oh, god, here comes that bitch we hate...

How does this bitch not have a thread here?

1. Doesn't post enough in english
2. changed tumbr urls and can't find her current one
3. too lazy to set up a thread, she'd get off on the attention anyway, it'd make her a martyr
 
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Used to be pretty good friends with this girl I worked with, who had her quirks. When she started working there I happened to stumble across her nudes online. She wasn't hideous or obese in the pictures, but cool now I know your vag looks like a hand puppet. The nudes were old pictures and she had gained quite a bit of weight since then so she was always trying different diets, but give up in a week because she expected immediate results. She liked to take on traits of her friend of the month. She got close with a couple of vegetarian coworkers so all of a sudden she was vegetarian too, but to lose weight. Except on her lunch breaks she would eat a box of cookies or chip and dip. We worked on commission so logically, the more work you do the more you make. She gave her work away all the time because she didn't want to work...? But then complained when her pay checks sucked. She had anxiety attacks if a snowflake would fall from the sky and demand she be allowed to go home. She wouldn't come in if she was already at home.

She claimed to have bought her house with a guy she was only dating for less than a year and bragged about it being on 10 acres of land. Land records show that he's the sole owner and that it's on 5 acres. When she moved into the new place she whined about not being able to afford her $600 mortgage, but had just bought a brand new PS4 (this when they first came out) and multiple brand new games, well over $600.

Her hygiene was also questionable and rarely brushed her hair. She once told another friend that they shouldn't use a certain body wash because it causes depression. She had all these mental health issues like depression and anxiety but never got it treated despite having the health care for it.
 
That bitch called in to work again and they (again) told me I had to come in despite my being on the other side of the state...my uniforms need to be cleaned after the last few days I worked, not to mention today is my scheduled day off.

-And the person I'm relieving will bitch about how late I am. I hope she does because I am feeling petty as fuck today.
 
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That bitch teases me by appearing, then I have to wait for her to come back, and she never does, so because I'm so into this bitch, I want to step it up and contact her after an exhausting search in hopes she'd at least give me a chance. And then THAT freaks her out. Hey, bitch, how about not vanishing for years at a time and driving me to such actions in the first place? Could've just talked to me and laid everything out then.

You know who you are, bitch.
 
That one bitch that constantly rambles about rad queer fems, how hard it is being a trans Latinx, how disadvantaged she is, "yaaaaas", how other queers won't look her in the eye (cause they can smell the insanity off you and want no part in it), thinks everyone uses the word "queer", moaning about how facebook won't let her change her name a fourth time.

Just please stop and get another faucet to your personality that isn't screaming how trans and Mexican you are.

Of course she goes to Beserkley.
 
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That bitch who tells, to your face that your grandparents are horrible people and have no right to raise their grandkids because they don't care about American politics, then cries for about half an hour after you call her a rotten cunt for it.
 
That bitch who verbally and psychologically abused me for years and left me with scars that'll never heal. She walked away scott free with not a care in the world, I will always suffer from her abuse. I hope one day it'll all come back to bite her in the ass and that karma beats her so hard that her mother will feel it.
 
That bitch who complained every fucking day about how lonely they were. Bitch, you've got three friends who want to help you. Bitch has the fucking gall to call a friend abusive; bitch, they wanted nothing but the best for you and you called them a shitty ass friend. Bitch got pissed after I suggested that maybe, and I was going out on a limb here, that perhaps she wasn't as nice as she thought.
 
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For real, Superman's girlfriends were some crazy bitches:

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There's this dumb heffer at work who, despite having only worked here for three weeks, claims she was here for two months- which is bullshit because I started three months ago and just got my 90 days in.

Anyways, a couple of weeks ago she walked off the line after I warned her not to, and she left her electric meat cutter running and dangling from a bungie cord. I had to shut off the line before the buzzer could have seriously injured someone.

Somehow the bitch is still working here, even after I told the supervisor everything.
 
There's this bitch at my job who cannot keep herself from shit talking the boss, then wonders why she gets dead end shifts and no hours and no responsibility. Unfortunately, she is my direct superior so flipping a table and calling her out is a no go for now.
 
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This bitch who came to visit us in hospital with our friend (only because she happened to be there anyway with her baby who is sickly (because she smoked and drank all through her stupid pregnancy) and this bitch offered to hold OUR baby when we had to leave the room for a minute just so when we came back she could show off how she'd lit up and was blowing cigarette smoke in her (OUR BABY's ) face to be an asshole. You could see she was all reved up hoping my wife or I would blow up at her, she was excited for a fight, so we just took the baby off her and didn't bother to give her the fight she was so excited for, and then she looked really disappointed.
 
This bitch I work with (I'm 99% sure I'm her That Bitch too, me and my damn expecting her to do her job).

As some of you know, I work in a plus-size store, so I'm constantly being inundated with fat logic and hearing other women talk shit about anyone smaller than them because if you're not at least a size 18, you're "not really plus-sized". Also, a lot of my coworkers are lazy as shit, and now that I'm being asked to do interviews and vet some of our candidates, I'm taking things like that into account, because I'm sick to fucking death of having all these bitches that just drag their asses around and expect everyone else to do everything. If they came in moving slow? I automatically threw them out in my mind. We need workers, not people who are only good for standing around and chatting with customers.

This Bitch is the worst of them all, especially since she got promoted. I flat-out told our store manager that I wouldn't promote her, that she'd almost certainly let it go to her head, she's flaky and easily-offended, etc. And she still promoted her, despite all advice against it.

She constantly complains about how much stuff she has to do as a manager, when she's in the lowest level of management without being just a sales associate, and she doesn't even do everything she's supposed to. She's always asking to switch shifts, too, once asking another manager to trade days with her so she could be off when it would be nice outside. None of us will ever let her forget that one; when the other manager in question told me about it, I couldn't even stop myself from saying, "Are you fucking serious?"

For the first three months or so of her being a keyholder, she would call me for help with opening the store and I'd help in good faith, hoping that one day she would stop calling, but I eventually had to tell her to stop because enough was enough. I got tired of being woken up on my days off so I could answer the same questions ad nauseum.

Another manager and I had a meeting with her, in which she got defensive and made the conversation about me and how "hateful" I am because God fucking forbid someone get a little short with her when they're trying to do over 9000 projects, run the store, make sure shipment is getting done because nobody else would fucking do it, etc. So nothing was accomplished, she just cried about what a big meanie-pants I am for ten minutes before we gave up.

Just last week, she called our acting manager and tattled that this one drawer we're supposed to keep locked wasn't shut all the way... because the lid on this tin we keep in there was keeping it open by, like, one millimeter. You'd never have known it was open unless you pulled on it, I certainly didn't notice the night before when I was so exhausted I could barely see straight. So I got written up, meanwhile, she's left the safe open (with the door to our backroom wide fucking open!), the filing cabinet with all the employee records unlocked with the key in it, etc and I haven't said a Goddamn word, I just quietly put things right. Not anymore, though, I'll be recording every little misstep with picture evidence.

On a more personal note, though, she also talks endlessly about her dead husband, which, I get that he died tragically and it's hard, but it's been two years. She can't use that as a "Get Out of Jail Free" card indefinitely, especially when she's dating someone else now. Nobody gives a shit about her life story, especially not customers, and we can't seem to make her realize that.

And she talks shit about me and a couple other girls in the store, because fuck any of us under like a size 20, right? She's said some of the meanest, most backhanded shit to our faces, and it has triggered some pretty serious bouts of body dysmorphia for me. I don't really talk about that shit often, because it sounds so pathetic and snowflake-y even to me, but it's something I've struggled with my entire life. One sarcastic, backhanded compliment will have me obsessing over every flaw, big and small, for days on end.

Also, I finally had to ask her to stop commenting on my ass yesterday, because she's mentioned several times that I have a "booty", white girls don't normally have butts that big, I must do 1000 squats a day, just on and on and fucking on. Like I somehow wouldn't know I have a big ass, it's only attached to me and I'm the one that has to find clothes to fit over it... If she does it again, I'm reporting her for sexual harassment. Like, I'm not the type to go running to HR over every little thing but having someone comment on my body- specifically things about my body that I don't like people commenting on- repeatedly after being asked to stop is a good reason, I think.

I could write a literal novel, these are just the worst points. It's been a long six months since she got hired, lol.
 
My "This Bitch" is the Vice Principal at my son's school. Every time his friend C gets in trouble (and that happens a LOT) my guy gets dinged for it. He is a ginger, and is roughly 4 inches taller then his teacher, and about 8 inches taller then the VP. He has a bad habit of apologizing for everything, even shit he didn't do. So the last incident was a black girl (who's mom works there and is a complete fuckwit) picking on short skinny C. Shoved and kicked him then scratched him so bad she drew blood. So C tells her "get away from me you fucking nigger!" She runs off, tells the VP that C called her a "N word", VP walks over and says "do you want to tell me what happened?" And my guys says he is sorry. Every kid there, EVERY DAMN KID EVEN THE GIRL, tells her that C said it and not my guy, but she punished my son because "he said he was sorry".

THAT BITCH. She seriously has it in for my son, takes things that his friends do out on him, has been yelled at by the school board for doing it, but STILL DOES IT. All because a 5th graders is taller then she is. Fuck that bitch. Fuck her in her nasty fat ass.
 
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