I got 99 problems... but a lifer ain't one

People who blame others for their failed careers crack me up. I won't mention names in this post, due to her not being important enough to waste the space. I'll call her "Detective Dips*it" for sake of conversation, due to the fact that she thinks she's a genius. This peice of work was in the Co-op deli system at the same time as me.

Suffice to say, she said a few things about me over the weeknd to some people who she didn't realize I was friends with. Below are some of Detective Dips*it's comments, and my response, which I hope she reads.

Detective Dips*it: Said that I held her back her entire "career" (if you can call it that).

Me: First of all, the only time we ever worked together was the two-week period when you we're assigned to me at Shawnessy for training before you went to South Trail, and I'm unsure as to why I would attempt to hold back someone who I didn't work with.

Detective Dips*it: Said that I was jealous of her ability from the very start.

Me: You're seriously retarded.

Detective Dips*it: Said that I was just too young to be where I was.

Me: ... and if that we're true, why am I made offers to come back to deli on an almost-monthly basis, and you got pushed to the side like a three dollar hooker?

Detective Dips*it: Said that I didn't understand proper safety procedures.

Me: Who was the one who cut her finger off... twice in 3 months... because you weren't wearing the mesh safety gloves while cleaning the slicers? So to answer that one, I have no idea what you're talking about, and I'd bet good money that neither do you.

Detective Dips*it: Said that I stole a girlfriend from her son.

Me: Holy s*it, I almost had a seizure when I heard this one. I actually can't really prove this one wrong because if I did date a girl that your kid was after, I was entirely unaware of it. I would largely doubt it's true anyways, because this woman is a liar, and also, a bad one. It would also be quite the blow to my ego because your welfare-laden son... your whole family actually... how do i put this... You all look like you fell from the top of an ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down.

Detective Dips*it: Said that I had her "blackballed" from day one.

Me: "Blackballed"? It's f*cking Co-op, you're not up for a Golden Globe here. I'll point it out again, I never worked at the same store as you after you got trained, so why would I attempt to blackball someone I didn't work with?

You used my name for years to get yourself over, because everyone at South Trail knew who I was, saying that I thought you we're the best thing ever, and I didn't even care because you weren't worth the effort.

Now, everyone realizes what pond scum you are, and you need someone to blame. You got cashiered out of your last deli job because the people there realized you we're all talk and no ability. I had nothing to do with that, that was all you.

Now you whine and complain about "not being able to work on an equal level", and truthfully, that's nobody's fault but your own. Learn some ettiquete.

Attempting to drag my pristine name through the mud only makes you look worse, because my name has been dragged through the mud at Co-op many times by bigger and better people than you, and as far as deli goes, I still smell like a rose, whereas you smell like orange drink that's been fermenting under a radiator.

I've been out of deli for 3 years and have no plans to go back in, so say what you want because no one listens to you anyway. Insults from trailer-park-tornado-bait white trash like you roll off my back like water, so get over it.

B.A.D