When I say things like this, it’s no wonder I’m not getting any higher than my current position at work:
Ms Superiority (resident office bitch): *trips over chair and goes hurtling, limbs flailing*
Me: Well, I’ll give you a 9 for style.
Ms Superiority (resident office bitch): *dark, evil, steaming glare*
But Ms Superiority isn’t the biggest bitch at work. Ohhh, no. most definitely not. There’s a woman who vists our office now and then, who normally works at the head office. I call her the Superbitch. She orders us around all day, then tries so hard to attempt to look busy and flustered, but I walk past her office and I can see her computer in the reflection of the glass behind her – she just plays Solitaire all day.