I am the prettiest woman in my office. I know I got this job because I am hot. All the men try to ask me out but I wouldn’t date any of them. I know how much money they make since I work in payroll. The other women at work are so jealous of me and I love it. The man I am dating on a regular basis works for himself and has expensive tastes. I adore the jewelry and other gifts he brings me and I love bragging about them in my office. One of the women I work with is so fat; she keeps saying how lucky I am that men want me so badly and how she will never know what that feels like. Well, Ms. Fat-A**, if you would lay off the vending machine and stop eating a box of snack cakes every day along with huge lunches, you might get rid of your extra chin and your back t***. I am so superior to these women, not just the fat one. Life is amazing.