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11:44 AM
I cannot believe it is the year 1987 and capable witches still are referred to as "dear", "darling", sweetheart" and "sweetie" in the work place, by wizards, who then go on to sprout condescending and extremely belittling balderdash as if the people they are talking to are genetically slow beings who need their help to grasp even the simple day to day tasks.
The next person who tries to explain my work to me (I know what I'm doing; I've been doing it for years!) shall get a stinging hex hurled at them.
Maybe.
|Lily & Marauders|
Some of the older aurors are suchassholes bastards - they still think I'm a Squab among Eagles. Idiots. Maybe that horrid troll Rita Skeeter is right about them being addled old codgers.
...sorry for ranting. Bad day at work. Big project coming up. Need drinks. And food with drinks. Can't afford getting sick. Maybe also a health tonic? I'm worrying me. Nothing new.
The next person who tries to explain my work to me (I know what I'm doing; I've been doing it for years!) shall get a stinging hex hurled at them.
Maybe.
|Lily & Marauders|
Some of the older aurors are such
...sorry for ranting. Bad day at work. Big project coming up. Need drinks. And food with drinks. Can't afford getting sick. Maybe also a health tonic? I'm worrying me. Nothing new.