Story time retards.
>Work in office environment in a cubicle
>Across from me are 2 Mexican women that handle some of our Spanish speaking customers
>They talk among themselves in Spanish all day, every day.
>Nobody else in my department speaks Spanish.
>Make the decision to learn how to speak Spanish so I know what they are saying
>Spend a whole year learning Spanish using Rosetta Stone on the weekends.
>I happen to be friends with a Mexican dude that runs a taco-truck in my area.
>Eat lunch there several times a week.
>I don't tell my taco-truck friend I'm learning Spanish because reasons.
>After a few months of self-learning I start to pick up what these Mexican women are saying
>Can't really make much out other than something about office supplies and gossip about other women in the office
>As the months tick on I start to understand more of their conversations.
>I don't tell anyone what I'm doing
>One day I hear them talking about shit they stole from the office supply room
>Calculators, printer paper, whole boxes of pens, and more
>Mexican bitches are selling it on eBay
>Start writing down what I hear
>Continue to listen for a few weeks to get more evidence
>Finally go to HR and fill them in
>They audit the office supply room supplies and find lots of shit unaccounted for
>Both Mexican bitches get fired
>Wait for it...wait for it.
>Continue to sharpen my Spanish speaking skills and get a pay raise because I now handle our Spanish speaking clients
>Still not the best part...
>Finally tell my taco-truck friend the whole story. Everything.
>He's a red pilled Trump supporter
>He laughs his ass off nearly pissing himself
>Gives me 2 free tacos, one for each of the Mexican bitches I got fired.
>Fuck I love my job.
