“What the f**k is this!?” I made a small jump of fear when a big pile of papers was slammed on my small desk, and I stared surprised up at the fuming Angela. She was in a bad mood today seeing that she was frowning when she had her coffee and that usually was the only time of day that she didn’t have a scowl on her face.
“It’s the papers you requested on the Kellerman case….” I just said it and already knew that she was going to chew the s**t out of me when Carl was smirking, just enjoying the show, asshole.
“I know what it f*****g is! What I don’t understand is where the f**k your last braincells went when you gave me the wrong application, did it crawl up and die underneath all the f*****g bleach you use!” she was sneering when I touched my hair, why the f**k did she bring that up, I l
