Friday, August 6, 2010

Liars deserve to rot in hell.

So, I hate being called a liar. And right now, what's happening to me, I'm so frustrated and angry I could scream.
I tripped over at work. Didn't fall, didn't hurt myself, other than jar my ankle - ie; overstretched it. I massaged it, rubbed it, moved it around, wiggled it, until I was comfortable again. Didn't think anything of it. Turned out, I screwed up by not making a phone call to another state because it happened while I was at work. Okay, fine, whatever.
But now, they're calling me a liar. Reviewing camera footage. Emailing different people within different companies about how my honesty is in question. So, knowing all this is happening, I started going through emails. Anything with my name on it, I brought up. Turns out, the one who's lying is just above me on the chain. I found quite a few lies.
So, apparently I'm being interviewed on Monday. Funny that, no one has contacted me or told me about this personally, I found out through the grapevine.
I'm coming out with everything. I don't care anymore. I've been vilified, with-hunted and double-crossed. I don't take shit lying down.
Here come the guns.