Let’s be white trash women in the workplace!

I’m Renee and I’m a foster parent for my nephew. My sister has a drug and alcohol problem. The state pays me to take care of him, and he doesn’t have to live with strangers. It’s a win-win!

I'm Debbie on Monday morning, recounting how the cops had to come to her trailer park over the weekend because her husband and son were drunk and fighting over who would get the last cigarette!

I’m the beige and white Michael Kors bag from TJ Maxx. Kathy is proud as can be of her “couture handbag”.

I'm the only one who will stand up for you when you're not around, because you were nice to me. See I'm white trash..trailer trash..Yeah, we're loyal.

I'm currently on Administrative leave because I punched out that fat bitch who was pretending she was your friend & then did an obnoxious imitation of how you talk ..pure mince & flapping hands when you went to the bathroom. When fat bitch rolled her eyes I pounced. No one treats my friend that way.. See I'm white trash..trailer trash..Yeah, we're loyal.

I'm Krystal. I have to pee. Again. I'm definitely not taking a personal call in the bathroom to my (probably abusive) boyfriend. I come back from the bathroom crying a lot. It's just very emotional in there.

Hold on, gotta pee again.

I’m the lazy whore who calls off work half of the time but pitch a fit when my hours get cut.

I'm the lone "Sorry about the death of your Beloved Pet" given to you by White Trash Girl when your pet dies. She gives you a little tearful nod, when you open it & look around.

I'm Desiree and I run the morale committee with an iron fist. You will enjoy the activities I plan or I will report you to HR.

I'm White Trash Girl & I offer to key the car of that Lying Bastard who cheated on you & broke your heart

I’m Rayanne. I hate coffee but start my day by driving by the local 7-11 and getting a 64oz Diet Coke. I’m head of the party planning committee at the office.

“I’m Amber and it was me smoking weed in the bathroom, Bitch!”

“I’ll sue your ass...”

I'm Beth. I weigh 320 lbs but I tell everyone I have a hormone imbalance. Meanwhile, I have a huge basket of snacks and chocolates in my bottom right drawer. I was 5 months pregnant with my last child before I knew I was expecting.

I'm White Trash Girl & I bring you a little silly, tacky crafty homemade thing, when you are STLL depressed Week 3 after Lying Cheating Bastard Episode.

Hey, I’m Donna. Every Friday I’m one of only a few staff who get a paper pay check because I don’t have a bank account due to bouncing a couple of fucking checks. Big fucking deal. But the Blacks and Hispanics can do it? Fuck that. #MAGA

I'm White Trash Girl I go with you to the free, anonymous STD clinic when Lying Cheating Bastard dies from a Mysterious illness. I hold your hand because you are my friend

Im bobbie married to bobby. Im having an affair/fucking donnie from the mailroom.

I'm Tammy. The tampons in the women's room are free, right? Great, I'll just put about three dozen into my pocketbook. Alone with a lean cuisine I picked up in the community fridge. What? Wasn't like anyone's name was on it!

Im debbie.. Who the fuck took one of my mountain dews out of the fridge

I'm White Trash Girl I give you a ride home from the STD clinic in my old bomber of a car. I put in some cornball CD's & get you to sing along. I make you roll down the window, put your head out & scream out the lyrics till you collapse with laughing.

I’m Heather. I’m 47 and a grandmother already. I think Outback Steakhouse is a nice restaurant.

I’m Cindy, senior administrative assistant in accounts payable. One bit of advice: avoid Doreen in accounts receivable. Don’t say nuthin but I heard she likes black guys. Weird. Oh, and Myron in Expense Reimbursement is a Jew so don’t spend a dime of your money on company expenses cuz he’ll never pay it back. Sorry. Just sayin’.

Hi I’m Melinda and I don’t know why all of my coworkers have defriended me on the Facebooks. How will they get the latest inflammation on the Plandemic and Stopping the Steal?

I'm Stacey. My daughter Tammy is graduating high school, getting married, and having a baby. But not necessarily in that order. She's going to be OK, though. Her baby's father is an assistant manager at Wendy's, and he'll give her the best shifts.

I’m Kathleen from accounting and it’s me who always burns the popcorn in the microwave. Oh yeah, and I do it on purpose because because I hate all of you bitches.

I'm Glenda. For some reason I'm always hot and can walk out to my car in the dead of winter in my sleeveless blouse. I make $36.00/hr. as a state File Clerk cuz I been here forty years in August.

I'm the poster in this thread who clearly has a lot of affection for the white trash gal in the workplace. Nadine has always been good to me, I will stand by her as she works through her next three babydaddies.

I'm Janine. I have to go home now! My neighbor just called to tell me that my three boys are fighting again, and they're trying to kill each other. I hate leaving them home alone for long stretches of time.

They're 34, 26, and 19.

I’m Annie loudly arguing over the phone with my daughter in the middle of the office and calling her a cunt.

I'm the white trash gal in the workplace. I look like a MAGA lovin' racist, but that couldn't be farther from the truth! Meet Elijah, Jackson, and D'waine, my three sons by three different black men.

Sup y’all. it’s Jeannie. I wanna know why company policy says I can’t bring firearms on site when I have a god given right enshrined in the Lord’s Bible to bear arms.

R23 I was laughing through this thread then I hit your post. Maybe unintended, but for whatever reasons I thought it was funny but sweetly poignant and then I felt like an insensitive ass for my mockery.

But I’m over it now! 🤣

Im Brandy . I used to be a stripper before I went "respectable" and now I sit in seething judgement of all you bitches who date a lot or are having sex without being married. I also only listen to christian music now ,so I bitched enough so that none of us are allowed radios in our offices.

You gals want to go to the Stevie Nicks concert?

I'm Woke Girl in the Workplace who you just adore. I tell you should Absolutely get hormone therapy. You are so in denial & anti trans, because Everyone knows there is no such thing as gay. All gay me are women trapped in man's body.

Trailer Trash Girl jumps up & slaps the living shit out of her in your defense. You say, How could you...she's a woke Democrat speaking her truth.

I’m the fat lesbian in the office.I get along with all the white trash girls because I look like a male redneck.

Im Tina. I still drive my Chevy Chevette. It’s a perfectly good car its gets me from A to B .

I wouldn’t say the nice trashy acting girl is white trash. Maybe just country or redneck. To me white trash includes bad manners.

Nuckles & Son Industries, 5/27/21, 10:13 AM

I'm Dawn.

I got the same case uh shits my dad and Uncle Danny got. We was eatin' some Hormel on hot dogs watching' the game but I think it was just too much beer, if ya know what I mean. Shit. Gotta go again. If Helen asks tell 'er I'm down in Purchasing. Have I got crap showin' through these pants?

That Chevy Chevette hatchback moved all your shit when you moved out of Lying Cheating Bastard's house. It was packed tight to the gunnels, so you only had to make one trip. Therefore, you could make that triumphal ass shake .."You're gonna miss this once its gone", exit.

I'm Becky. It is my full-time job doing anything I can to get out of doing my work assignments.

I'm Carol the one who goes around the office getting everyone to sign up for football pool before Superbowl Sunday.

I’m R4, who is absolutely right. Those broads know the lay of the land and know what’s it’s like to be outcasts. They’re like cats, going by instincts, even if it’s messy.

I'm Stephanie, the one who got her arm stuck in the vending machine while trying to steal a dangling bag of Corn Nuts.

I'm trash Girl who slaps grabs the petition out of Woke Girl's hands & tears it into shreds. The petition was to get you transferred to the mailroom because you wouldn't admit you were a woman in a man's body.

I'm Shandy. I'm allergic to all perfumes and lotions. Several emails will be sent to put the office in notice.

No, tha's woke who is allergic. Trash Girl buys you your fav. aftershave to try & cheer you up after the breakup w. lying bastard.

I’m Joanne from payroll, and it’s me who farts a lot and then swaps my smelly chair for yours

Im Delores and I always need to poop after my 5th cup of coffee around 10 am every morning...Of course no one can get in the ladies room for at least 25 minutes after I go.

I'm Kimberly and I annoy you all day with my fake ass Lee press ons clacking on my keyboard all day as I send thinly veiled threats via email to various coworkers for thing I heard they said about my friend Mary Ann and her trailer trash boyfriend with no teeth. I had an all camo wedding.

I’m the sarcastic assistant who drinks Diet Dew in the morning, drives an ancient hooptie with a semi broken windshield. My hubby won a boat but took the money. I cut my own hair into a mullet during the pandemic and none of you bitches said it looked good.

Hi all. It’s Bonnie in office services. For the potluck for Helen’s retirement next Tuesday, we need a healthy pasta dish. I’m thinking keep it simple with Hamburger Helper. I like the Mexican Fiesta but others like the Southwestern BBQ. E-mail me if you have a preference. Also, Kraft Macaroni & Cheese with chopped up hot dog is a favorite in my house. We add a lot of garlic salt and it’s soooo good. We could go that, too. Thots?

Hey, it’s Kem. I’m the office manager and I’m always swamped! Nobody seems to know exactly what I do.

I offen meet with the project manager for drinks in his office. He thinks I’m a hot bitch in my leggings snd hugh heels.

It'm Christina. I'm working remote with COVID, but have to look after three kids. You can text or email me with work requests but my kids come first. I know my rights and the law! Don't mess with my overtime, benefits, lunch or break time either. I get real cranky if I don't get my regular feeding.

I'm Chelsea, calling the house from my desk to scream at my kids while silently cursing school summer break. "TELL YOUR SISTER THAT THE HOUSE HAD BETTER BE CLEAN WHEN I GET HOME OR I'M TAKIN HER PHONE, AND I SWEAR THAT IF I HAVE TO DEAL WITH ONE MORE SKIDMARK IN YOU AND TYLER'S UNDERWEAR, THEN I'M GONNA MAKE YOU BOTH WEAR EACH OTHER'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR ON YOUR HEADS ALL DAMN DAY!!!!!!"

I'm the nursing staff at the local hospital.

FANK YOU

I'm Todd in customer service. I use sani-wipes for my butt after a take my daily epic poop in the men's room. But I don't want to risk clogging the toilet so I through out the used wipes in the garbage can.

I’m wondering where all of you people work that you’re surrounded by this much white trash?

R58 This is why it’s best to be a shut in.

I'm Clarissa and while Covid has affected everyone I'm going to constantly remind everyone why its 10x harder on me than anyone else even though nothing much has actually changed in my day to day life.

Woke Wendy who you courted to be your friend because..well because she was Woke.

Since she got a boyfriend she has blanked you as in I don't even know your name.

Trailer Trash Tina is still your friend but you don't want her till you need her.

Hopefully when Woke Wendy's stylish Palestinian boyfriend comes in to slash your throat you disgusting Fag, Trailer Trash Tina will pull out her legal hand gun & wing his knife hand.

Hi, I'm Kayla. I know it is 96 degrees outside but is it cold in here? Are y'all cold? Can somebody call facilities, it's cold. Why am I always cold?

I'm Trailer Trash Tina. I know you all make fun of me, but I'm here because I'm poor & trying to build a life for me & my kids. I'm not sitting home on welfare. I'm trying. Too bad you have to hate on me so much, but I don't care. in the words of my fav. Gloria Gaynor..I will survive.

At least the "white trash" women don't commit mass shootings like husbands and sons. Those same husbands and sons with domestic violence convictions and anger management problems. Their men are the true "trash".

You would be surprised how many upper and upper-middle-class well-designed professionals smoke. Many, if not most, are "secret smokers". No smoking in social environments, in the car, in the home. There are tons of people like this.

Sorry... "well-educated", not "well-designed."

Y’all racist

I’m Brittani. I have a thing for Latino men and they have a thing for my “curves” and my natural blonde hair. Although I’m almost out of PTO, I’m in Puerto Rico with my oldest daughter. My latest papi was supposed to come with, but his wife found out about us, so Carissa is joining me instead.

I bring a lot of arroz con pollo and platanos and will eagerly “educate” anyone in the break room about this delicious comida.

Hi Trailer Trash Tina R63. I know you’re trying honey but you can’t spend all your money on pints of Gordon’s Vodka and scratch tickets. And leaving your kids alone all night every pay day while you’re out drinking and getting high isn’t helping your reputation. Also, no more neck tattoos, please? You’re scaring Ginny in Accounting.

Trailer Trash Tina helping you pack up your desk after Woke Wendy's petition trended on Twitter & you got flushed to the Mail Room.

Tina whispers in your ear. I WILL get you outa there if I have to sleep with all of HR, male & female. I won't stop till you're back here, as she wipes your tears..But yeah..keep bashing her. it fun isn't it

I'm Ginny though I prefer my real name Virginia.

My son, Jon-Marc Keith who now goes on some gay website called Datalounge, is always going on about how the Nunziattas over in the next row really aren't white cause they're Italians and he won't listen to me when I say Mrs. N has blond hair and blues eyes and you can't get much whiter than that.

He also yells at me when I pour the spaghetti into a strainer and when I don't got no capers to put into his tater salad.

I wish he'd just find a nice girl and give up on this gay business.

Trailer Trash Tina sounds lovely, actually. Woke Wendy is, as expected, a complete cunt.

Trailer Trash Tina going down on her lunch hour everyday to the mail room to make sure you are OK. & to give you latest updates on her campaign to bring you backup to your desk. She hasn't let anyone else take it over & has a picture of you sitting on it, w. a note under it..Don't F-ck w. me unless you want Tina on your A-s.

She tells you so far she has 2 screen shots of the VP. in a dog collar on his knees licking her black boots.

I'm Lori, the office manager. I get to work before everybody else and make a big pot of coffee using yesterday's spent grounds. Everybody complains about the coffee, but, hey, it's free! I buy cheap whitener and sweetener and refill the Cremora and Domino sugar dispensers with it.

I also embezzle a few thousand dollars every year from the office expenses account (aided by my coffee shenanigans) so I can afford my Precious Moments addiction.

Oh, the Precious Moments!

Lori & Woke Wendy are besties. They will Twitter Trash you if you don't give $$ to their latest 'Woke Campaign'. Trailer Trash Tina is compiling files on their domestic & off-shore account transactions.

Tina has a Very Dishy FBI officer on speed dial. She is now in contact w. Interpol as well. She tells you the Interpol guy is just your style. Hunky, Hunky, Hunky. The VP will be coming down after lunch to escort you back to your desk w. a full apology.

I'm Cheryl and I wear this shirt to work. The guys still bother me.

I'm Kathi's grandson. Grandma has shown everybody my new pics so many times that everyone is ready to find me and kill me. Anytime someone doesn't immediately stop what they're doing and smile and ooh and aah over the latest pic, Kathi runs to the manager about it.

I’m unable to participate in this thread because I have a quality career and am not surrounded by white trash.

I'm Amber - I wear flip flops in the office. Hey, they qualify as open toed shoes, what's the problem?

White Trash Girl = faghag dreamgirl

I'm Haline-Jo strung out on "my medicine" (medical marijuana") all day, pounding Vivarins into powder and dumping it into my Diet Cokes so I don't fall asleep again and just about drive off the Silverline Bridge like in January of 2-Ought-Ought-Ought.

I'm Lurlene, noticing how that masculine thing Betty Anders keeps making eyes at me and wondering if a little sugar will get me a room and a car to drive, now that I've ditched that good-for-nuthin'-asshole Bobby Vitters.

But I will not let anyone know, and it will only be for a couple months until Bobby Vitters straightens himself out in his 60-day sentence.

I'm Maura, the last Clerk Non-Typist left at the DMV.

My favorite thing to do is to get drunk on Friday night and tell everyone they are "Ignernt with a capital A."

Really r79 this thread has me wondering who’s posting here.

Shit. Say what you want about that damn lazy nose-up stinking Philecia Broussard. But her mama sure knows how to barbecue. Those ribs!

I'm the girl with vitiligo or albinism who is harassed everyday because she happens to live in a trailer or low income housing by rabid idiots upset how she's appropriating black people because she passes for white.

R87/r88 — the bizarre thread-hijacking troll has arrived

I'm Kimberly-Ann. I work the front desk. I keep a bottle of Baileys in my purse to add to my morning coffee. I also like to snack on Slim Jims throughout my shift.

R4 Isn't worried about getting a tooth knocked out - she doesn't have any.

I'm Ranae in Records Management, with an emphasis on Retention Schedule Technology. My job is so incredibly boring that I volunteer for every committee, event or activity that gets me away from my department for even a few minutes. I also have an expert "nose" for any new treats that might appear anywhere in the office. I will arrive early to coo over the sugary creations and to speculate on "how many sticks of butter" were used.

I'm the country music and/or rap that they love to listen to at work.

I'm Shannon, the General Manager at Dollar General. I sit in my tiny office all day with papers all over my desk to look like I'm busy, just in case an employee knocks on my door. All I really do is just play around on Facebook and take frequent naps. I blast country music throughout our store to keep all the coloreds out.

I am Ginny in Billing's grandaughter. I got fired for fucking Tomas on the loading dock. I didn't know that there was security cameras. Now I am a waitress at Waffle House. You want a refill on that coffee? Hey you're cute. Wanna come into the cooler with me? I got condoms.

I'm Tonya. Who cares if I come to work with wet hair everyday? Unlike some of you bitches, I'm at least shampooing my shit!

Can I bum a smoke?

I'm Marjorie Taylor Greene and I'm gonna own some libs today by harassing a Dem congresswoman or a congressman.

I’m the receptionist who will be shot dead by my ex at work. My replacement will also have a jealous, insane husband who like to punch doctors., so keep 911 on speed dial, y’all.

I’m the 32 ounce insulated mug the fraus tote around all day. I’m big as their giant permed heads.

I didn't know I was pregnant and the baby went down the toilet.

I'm Krystall and, yes, those are brown and white wedges made out of plastic and bought at the Dollar Store that I'm wearing. Got 'em on sale!

I'm the tattoos of their children's names on their forearms and/or cankles.

Im brayden brandon braxton and brylee & kaylee. .. we belong to the obese ho in customer service. The one that keeps 64 ounces of Mountain Dew on her desk at all times.

I'm detecting a pattern here. Are y'all saying that Mountain Dew is white trash? I thought Dr. Pepper/Diet Dr. Pepper was the white trash soda of choice.

I’m Laura, admin person. I’m a Trump supporter and my teenage son is under house arrest for robbing an elderly man for drug money. I secretly change the break room monitors to Fox TV. I’m the least busy person, so I watch a lot of Fox. No way we’re getting a vaccine.

I’m Stacie. I can only work a certain set of morning hours Monday-Saturday. I have to be off by 2PM to pick my kids up from school and I can only work until noon on Saturday because Travis, my boyfriend(but not the father of any of my kids), works nights at the plastic factory and he watches the kids on Saturday morning while I’m at work. He works for a staffing agency and can’t get on full-time with the company because of his prior arrests. If one of the kids is sick I have to take the day off.

That Hyundai Elantra in employee parking? That’s mine. Sometimes Travis has to drop me off at work so he can have the car. If the car is messed up, which happens at least once a week, I can’t work since I have no other way to work. Somehow we make it though.

I’m Mandy. I have 5 kids by 3 different men - had the first at 16. I spend most of my day talking about my kids because I just know everyone wants to hear about them. It’s not like anyone else has ever had kids before, right?

I'm Jewel and I just finished wrapping up these home made "redneck wine glasses" I made all by myself for the office Secret Santa gift exchange. Dollar Tree to the rescue!

[quote]Hi, I'm Kayla. I know it is 96 degrees outside but is it cold in here? Are y'all cold? Can somebody call facilities, it's cold. Why am I always cold?

Lord. There must be something with people named Kayla. I have yet to meet one that isn’t a whiny fake bitch.

Hi, coworkers. I am Sh'Auntelle from Human Resources. Our workplace has a very strict policy on diversity. We will therefore be recruiting in the inner city neighborhoods to have a more diverse workplace.

Please take note that you are allowed to keep referring to your current coworkers by the terms you have been using but any attempt to use terms such as ghetto or ghetto trash with our new hires will result in your employment being terminated. Don't forget, HR are always here for you. Except on weekdays, Saturdays or Sundays.

R110 Hilarious! Hate HR

I'm Diet Coke, the real white trash drink of choice.

I'm brenda and I just cant start my day without a 64oz "dirty coke" (coke with lime and coconut syrup). I'm so naughty, tee hee.

I’m Janie. I constantly talk about the latest new diet I’m on and what a great workout I had the night before. For some reason, I not only don’t look like I’ve lost weight, but look like I gained weight....

That sounds amazing actually R113. Not in the morning or that much, but still

Hah...the smoking breaks and beige Michael Kors bags are the symbol of somewhat upper middle class women in Eastern and parts of Western Europe. Then again, smoking is widely accepted and an expensive practice and Michael Kors are import items sold next to Lagerfeld and Valentino so it's totally different. Then again, the way women here make them work is cool. Didn't think about it much but my ex was in fashion and I send him snaps of the city and what people are wearing. He was particularly intrigued by women wearing a Chanel type cropped blazer in black and beige and a dash of red over a long men's shirt over plain black leggings with Lagerfeld sneakers with studs and a mini backpack by Michael Kors with the same stud motiv and just a tiny pair of red ear studs. Then again, everyone is very slim.

I’m Kathi or Connie… I WILL be taking my smoke break shortly…

I’m Ginger-Marie, like the spice and the daughter of the King. Anyhow, I know everything about this place, mostly because I spend the work day selling Mary Kay and delivering catalogs. I know all the UPS men in a biblical way because I still got a WAP and the face of a slightly mentally retarded 23 year old girl. I was a finalist for Employee of the Month in 2004, which gives me the right to tell everyone how to do that the “right way”.

I’m Tricia. I have no car, so my husband who doesn’t work picks me up and drops me off in his oversized pickup truck every day (that I paid for).

I'm Cindy in HR. I'm not a hard-ass. Just be careful about how you dress. Girls, don't come in here looking like a floozie, and guys, don't come here with your pants hanging off your ass. I don't want to see anyone's butt. Save it for the mall.

The smoking area is behind the building, near the loading dock. I'll see you there. When you see me walking towards the loading dock, don't stop me; people tell me I turn into a real bitch when I'm late for my smoke break.

I'm Jessica. Last year, I was promoted to Executive Assistant, even though I'm crass and crude, and I can't type well. But I am very pretty. Eventually, everyone was able to sense a weird bond between me and the (older) boss, who's married with three kids. For the last couple of months, my belly has a growing bulge. The boss is barely talking to me, and he looks nervous as fuck. Co-workers are slyly looking at my belly and whispering to each other. I'm about to blow this place up with a scandal. A couple of you will be fired so that the boss can save money for his legal fees. When I leave this shitty company, I'll be driving away in a brand new Chevy Camaro. I'm glad I secretly stopped taking those birth control pills.

My mom is excited about becoming a grandmother. She's promised to take care of the baby so that I can keep partying and living the good life (after I get my breast implants). The child support payments should cover plenty of weekend trips to Atlantic City and Panama City Beach. Maybe one day I'll find a NASCAR driver -- or a NASCAR mechanic -- to settle down with.

[quote] I'm Diet Coke, the real white trash drink of choice.

Says who, bitch

My name is Amber. 'Nuff said.

"My husband is a firefighter and my dad was a cop. So you know...personal responsibility. Now what did you say? Pennsylvania is part of the EU? What's that?"

[quote] I’m wondering where all of you people work that you’re surrounded by this much white trash?

R58 The DMV - it’s like a white trash haven - it only attracts the best

Trailer Trash Tina's phone rings. She picks up, gasps .Says you MUST cover for me & dashes out of the office. When she dashes back in breathless, she throws a bag on your desk, whispers change into this, NOW! Inside the bag is a Ricci dress shirt & a Kiton silk tie which matches your eyes, Exactly!. She just boosted them at Neiman's. When you come out of the John you see this Hunky hunky back, He's talking to Tina. She says, Jean Paul this is----(your name), I could have never completed those files without him. He turns around w. his pack of Gauloise in his hand, his eyes go up & down you like a searchlight. In his deep voice asks if you would like to go out for a smoke break.

Yeah Tina is Trash, Trailer Trash..Loyal, but keep judging, making fun of her. Your Loss--Big time!

Most of these posts are obviously from ultra-femme cubegays and shop-bottoms. It's sad and tragic that you never had the masculinity to want or obtain a real man's job, where you wouldn't have to associate with these types of low-born women.

I'm Lynn. The reason there are never any Sweet N Lows is cuz I dump the whole container in my purse. I take the stiffers too cuz the kids use 'em to make spitball games.

I'm Darla, and I'm always nickeling and diming everyone at work because I'm always broke. They all know that I'm also the reason there's no light bulb or toilet paper in the john from time to time.

[quote]Most of these posts are obviously from ultra-femme cubegays and shop-bottoms. It's sad and tragic that you never had the masculinity to want or obtain a real man's job, where you wouldn't have to associate with these types of low-born women.

Or could it simply be just some gay men goofing around on the internet to pass some time with a few shits and giggle?

Whew, Saturday! We're going to my cousin's neighbor's grand-daughter's birthday party. Then maybe bowling.

Hi, Hon at R127!

I THOUGHT that was you! No, I'll come over to you. No, NOW, Hon.

Listen, you really need to pay me back that twenty bucks I loaneded you in March. I know all about how your congestive heart and glandular problems and how it's always hard times for you, but good neighbors pay back, Hon. We talked about that. A deal's a deal. And I need the money for a tattoo.

So I'll tell you what. Just drop it in my box at the trailer office tonight. Me and Dakota are heading for Barney's later and I'll pick it up. And add that three bucks for being late. Okay? 'Cuz then Dakota don't need to know. You know how he gets. Hear me? You. Know. How. He. Gets.

You want everyone to see that? Just do it, Hon. Got it?

Okay then. See you tomorrow night at Marathon. You be on time. No, not at work with all those cameras. Christ. IN MY BOX.

Wow. That leg does look bad. Don't you people get Medicare to pay for shit like that?

OUT HERE, DAKOTA! I'm ready.

I'm Chrystal. I suggest splitting the group lunch bill evenly even though I ordered the most expensive thing on the menu.

R127 - guess what? Even the most successful lawyers and doctors have to deal with these ki d of women. You think successful individuals are spared? And what is a "real man" or "shop bottom"? Some of the shop bottoms I screwed around with are more resilient than me and most "real men" I have ever met. You come off as inexperienced and insufferable.

I’m Patricia. I’m a single mother of 6 kids and I expect everyone else to work the holidays so I can have them off because, did I mention, I’m a single mother.

Trailer Trash Tina loads your bags into the Chevette to take you to the airport. She told Jean Paul Hunky Hunky Interpol Agent that the files on Woke Wendy & Laurie's money laundering scheme had to be hand delivered & she couldn't do it. So, you have to fly on the Private Jet.

She pops in those cornball CD's you sang to after the STD clinic. You stick your head out the window & sing at the top of your lungs till you collapse with laughter...

Tina, she's Trash, Trailer Trash Loyal will alwys have your back, she's forever your wingman, but trash her, so ahead..your loss..

I’m Janet. I started on the assembly line but had bigger dreams than the girls who started at just about the same time. We worked together for three years and then an opening happened in the front office. I applied for the front desk receptionist job and got it it! The managers liked my work and kept promoting me to where I am now admin to the senior plant manager. I am still friendly with the girls on the line, but since i stopped smoking I don’t get to hear the same gossip as before. I solved that problem by installing a baby monitor in the eaves of the butt hut on the side of the building. Now when I see the girls head that way I just turn on the unit under my desk and put in my earphones. I have learned all sorts of things. No, we don’t want a Union here. No, Ed in Receiving is not Tiffani’s baby daddy even though she says he is. My bosses love me and my information!