Ah, the leech! Men get bitten by her every day - willingly!
"Can you help me with this...?"
"Would you do me a favor...?"
"I just wondered if you would...?"
And the general pussified man's reaction is:
"Sure! (Maybe I'll get laid!)"
Fuckin' laughable, these maggots.
You maggots wanna get laid? Two hundred bucks, I fucking guarantee that you'll get laid.
With a bit more skilled pussy than that cunt.
One that's almost certainly better-looking.
With less chance of STDs, too.
The worst part though, is when some self-entitled cunt pulls this at work.
Once? Yeah, okay. Just so that the business keeps going. Once.
Twice? Maaaaybe. If you're feeling in a really good mood. (No, you're not going to get to fuck her, you pathetic maggot you. Also remember: don't shit where you eat.)
Three-four-more times? Fuck no. Especially if it's every fucking day - FUCK NO!!!
This is where you should have been a little more proactive. By this point you should have been saying stuff like: "Sorry. Something really urgent has come up."
Cunt doesn't need to know that the something really urgent is actually: "I'm not doing your fucking shit job for you in addition to my own. Fuck off." Or that you'd prefer to pick your nose (getting the nasal cavities really clean is extremely fucking important). Or go have a dump (a massive bowel movement is of more importance and pleasure than her pathetic helplessness or whatever fucking excuse she's dreamed up this time).
Just about anything is better than doing her fucking job for her.
To really nip this shit in the bud though, you need to go to management and tell them what's happening. Then say: "Once? Oookay. Twice? Hmmmmm.... But three, four, five times? Something's wrong, you need to look into this."
'Cause if you don't nip that shit in the bud, what's going to happen is that you're going to be doing that cunts' work for her while she's: bitching to her co-workers/bitching about her co-workers/bitching about her frenemies/bitching about her boyfriend/making plans for tonight/making plans for her holidays/making plans for whatever. On top of that: painting her nails/messing with her hair/putting on makeup/sexting her latest Chad.
(What, you thought you were going to nail that pussy? Wake up you pathetic fucking maggot.)
A lot of pathetic maggots will let it get to this stage. Heh. They're fucked. They try to unfuck it, cue screaming shit-fits as that entitled cunt causes massive problems.
Because by now, it is very firmly entrenched in that entitled cunts' head that she can call *anyone* to give her a hand. Cue whining to HR that "this has become a hostile environment" and "I no longer feel safe with so-and-so" and "he's become toxic" and etc. Good luck with that sixteen tons of shit!
Or you can start right from the fucking beginning. Don't let the leech get her fucking teeth into you at all.
Brought to you by Crap Colored Glasses™ and a talk with an idiot pussy acquaintance who let this happen to him recently. Fucktard. (Full of lame excuses too. Fuck I hate that! Why do these pathetic maggots have a million lame excuses for their maggotness?)