and the blabbering , the constant blabbering , the rattling on and on : i bought this new shirt for you , do you like it , lets see if its the right size , is it too big , its too big , ill take it back , should i get it in white instead of blue , its not too big , youll grow into it , is it too big , blue is a good color on you , white gets dirty , should i get it smaller in white , ill change it after work , i hate that place , that bitch took the phone book off my table , said she didnt but i know she did , they laugh at me behind my back , they accuse me of being too slow for the work , im not slower than them , theyre the slow ones , the lazy ones , my phone book was where i needed it , but they took it because theyre lazy , thats why , im not slow , the work is hard and they make all the money because they can make the calls faster with the phone book they said belonged to the whole office , but they took it from me , i can get the shirt in a smaller size in white or should it be smaller in blue , if its big like this dont wear it now , you can grow into it , if your father were still alive those lazy bitches wouldnt call me slow and take my phone book so i wouldnt have to get up and down , you know how my legs hurt , how sick i am and how no one helps me and me ? !