the pinata...

Just shut up! Who do you think your talking too? I'm not here to be your punching bag. I'm not here to feed your malnourished ego. I don't care you you are. I don't really care who you think is at fault. I know it's not mine but you insist that it is. You expect me to help you? You have some nerve, buddy. You tell me that it's my job? You talk to me about customer service? you wouldn't know customer service if it hit you square in your sun-dried face. Ever thought of maybe listening to the garbage spewing out of your fat head like a sewage drain in the rainy season? Why do you think yelling will get you any further then you already are? I'm surprised that your Krispy Kreme engorged behind found the time to put down the rocky road and waddle your way in here. Every heard of killing them with kindness? If you had just one shred of smarts you would just zip it. If I'm your only hope why turn me against you? If they told you to see me, why beat me down like some cheap birthday pinata? You keep it up and I will crack just like any good pinata but there will be nothing sweet coming out of me. I promise you that. So let's start over.....what was it I could help you with today?