At Meijer before they fired me I passed the janitor/porter on the way to the restroom. As I went into the restroom I told the trainer that that was the porter.

The trainer said he didn't say anything, he don't care.

I said oh it must have been the old hag from the office that was out there and he said She cares.

It isn't about caring it is about being a busybody 'Karen' bitch.

I want that piece of shit and her whole family destroyed.

Call someone a fatass inbred redneck and they don't care, but some useless ignorant cunt overhears and gets offended and now I might lose my home, my car and my cats?

I want that cunt dead.

Death to the PC cuntville.