Stop Fucking

I have decided to start to express myself in exact terms about issues I encounter in my life in Madrid.About a week ago my boss gathered the whole department of about 7 people in an attempt to raise the output of our department.I work in a budgeting and technical studies department and there have been complaints that reached far and wide in the company about the department's perfomance.In that meeting I got hot under the collar as I heard one or two guys fom the department making excuses about not being able to match the expectations.There were comments like "But did you tell the director that there are too many incoming petitions..","Did you tell the director that the contraction rate is low...", "Does the director know that the petitions arrive with errors".My blood started to boil reason being that I knew these individuals were the "chulos and bagos" who have always being able to evade work.I knew for a fact that the job was mentally and phsically taxing,however I made an effort so why cant they???.However,there I was in the meeting feeling frustrated that the boss was being sold excuses while myself and two other colleagues actually doing the work,were listeneng.The point of the title of this entry is not just "stop fucking around".I made it so blunt after recalling one hilarious and hysterical(arent they all?) stand up comedy session from Chris Rock.He was talking about social responsibility and family planning.His comic sketch was about people who just love getting by at the least effort and in this case Americans who depended on Federal help while assuming no personal responsibilities at all.His anecdote went like this: "A woman with two jobs hates a woman with 5 kids all on welfare collecting foodstamps.Do something!Get a job!For all I care get a job holding dicks or something,BUT for Pete's sake STOP FUCKING!!!!"So my message to anyone who shares the profile of my colleague.Lets say is name is Juan...Juan STOP FUCKING!!!And to your many excuses here are some hints punk:I push out three to four times as much work as you do.I dont take as many coffee breaks,water bottling refills,personal calls and chats with colleagues as you do.Perhaps my bladder is made of material tougher that a toro's skin to not make frequent and long trips to the loo(and I am a woman!!).However,take note because you are not pulling your weight.Moreover you keep kissing the boss's arse(which she likes because she has a banana backbone and a disgusting need to appease and to be appeased).Fucking hell,Juan,STOP FUCKING, and START WORKING.We are all tired of your MIA(Missing in Action) stunts and your day is closing in!