Oh look, Angry Birds

So Olaf pulls a straight bitch move today and then a hundred others after. Olaf comes into work today at 6 AM to conduct corrective training. Oh noes, I used the company truck to drop the night crew off and Olaf saw me, and it got his dick so fucking hard, he decided to vist me hours before I should have had to deal with him. I dont know who the fuck he thinks he is, Jack Bauer or something, but he pulls this interogation trick like i'm up to something and I play stupid as he's asking stupid fucking quiestions until finally he comes out and just asks why I used the truck, near half hour later.
"Cant drive stick". Case Closed, Olaf sticks around.

So while half of the pit crew is getting a hard ass fucking i'm in the office with Olaf, totally not chilling though Olaf being the fuckface he is doesnt understand why my chair is turned to face the wall away from him. He lets me know i'll be answering to Mac now because my team is being sent on a special mission to the moon on a radio flyer to collect dust samples. Then as he's walking away adds on that the OMT shift is getting couple hours added to it, because his Mongloid looking ass has shit he has to do during that time.

1 O'Clock rolls around, the time I usually take off, Olaf is sitting in his desk with this stupid ass grin on his face talking about how he's thinking of writing on essay on how much he hates angry birds because it makes him "Think and stuff." Nice head pictures you simple fuck. I ask him again, if he still needs me to stick around, fucking of course he does, that stick up his ass wont let him make a good decision. He makes me stay till 3, and the entire two hours i'm supposed to sit at the desk and play with my dick, is spent outside with Chuci man smoking while the grown-ups talk about petty shit that doesnt matter.

At 3 o'clock, simple fuck is still playing Angry Birds, I go home.