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14th April 2009:
Tonight has all the hallmarks of being a bad night.  The Scotsman got out of his car, was nice as pie to me, and then verbally assaulted me.  And HE has a problem with ME, after HE defaced my colleague of the month certificate.  Unbelievable.  But then it is not surprising considering what a nest of vipers I work in.  You see, Slaphead told The Scotsman that I told him that he hated The Scotsman.  Not entirely true.  What happened was that Miss C told me that Slaphead didn't like The Scotsman, and I asked if this was true, and he told me that it was.  Now The Scotsman is demanding to know who told me, since I told him that several people have told me.  Several trustworthy people.  Including Queen Chav and Shoe.  Namely because they don't like The Scotsman either. 

So, he has been verbally abusing me all night.  So far I have been called a backstabber, a s**tstirer, a horses backside (not that politely phrased) and a snake.  And then to top it all off, he told me that he isn't going to waste another breath on me.  I think that was supposed to hurt my feelings.  However, I endured 16 years of bullying at school (from preschool to college) and it takes a little more than name calling to hurt me.  And he would be unwise to physically assault me as I'd press charges and inform management, doubley wrecking his life.  And if he informs management that I am spreading rumours (likely) then I'll inform them of the true story.  Any way you look at it, he cannot beat me, so he doesn't bother me.
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