I have never had my ego crushed like this before. N it sure leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

One, I totally do not think there's anything wrong with my dressing. FYI, your nice tailored shirts look dumb without cufflinks. Those other girls are not dressed very formally too, they just happen to be fuckass skinny.

How can you determine that I'm not fashion savvy enough for your clients when they haven't met me yet?

N u keep bringing up the size issue. If this is a real problem for u, u shouldn't have offered me the fucking job. FYI I'm proud of who I am, and if the office culture is so superficial, then screw you all.

And don't insinuate that I'm not friendly and warm enough when u made me sit from 9 to 4 without introducing me to anyone. And how the hell am I supposed to know where the pantry is when noone brought me around the office at all? Isn't it rude of me if I just wander around by myself?

You keep telling me I have to follow house rules. Then tell me the fucking rules.

Just one day and I'm ready to run. Perhaps I will. Don't waste your time. Or mine.