Totally hopeless

"I don't even know who he thinks he is" i kept ranting, all the pent up frustration of working for that dumb Fine as hell boss of mine was totally getting to me

Mildred tried coming close to me probably to talk sense into me but I wasn't having it"calm down Alma, please we're still at work"

"who gives a damn about work anyways" I retorted angrily. " I'm tired of the way he acts like he owns everybody and everything around"

"Alma....." Mildred tried stopping me again but I was definitely not having it this time

"nope Mildred let me speak dammit, he walks around giving orders everywhere like he owns everybody here, it's always Romero said this must be done this way this or Romero said that must be done that way I mean come on!!!!." pacing around at this point seemed like the only thing keeping me sane even though I think I must have worn the tiles out already

"Alma pleas...."nope I wasn't done ranting at least not yet

"I swear by all the seven hells or so, can't really remember how many they are but if he wasn't a sexy hunk with the greatest ass I'd like to spank, at a point I'd have probably quit a long time ago..." Mildred looked like she was about to shit herself looking at the door so I turned back to see what was giving her such freight

"well well, Miss Springfield I never knew my ass was much of a problem to you" I heard that smooth dark voice before I saw his face covered with that annoying but sexy as hell smirk he always has on. I felt those goddamn dragonflies wrestling in my stomach... come to think of it, I think I'm done ranting now