I came to talk about cliff.
Cliff is a recently cracked tranny, who approaching fifty and has very quickly managed to not only fuck up a perfect work environment, but also his wife and kids.
I wish you could see cliff. He is a greasy hulking unit of a man who wears cardigans over dresses. Even as a man, I know he can't dress for shit. He simply looks and sounds ridiculous. I refuse to call Cliff by his tranny name, and whilst I have absolutely zero respect for troons and pooners, I am fairly live and let live. Unless you come at me with bullshit, I generally don't care. Cliff, not only has a stupid tranny name cannot I repeat for fear of being doxed, but as I said, has came at me with his stupid tranny shit. He has managed to ruin what was a fairly relaxed workplace and has also poisoned my personal life, as unfortunately his wife and my wife are good friends. Over the last three months, this woman has spent each visit sobbing into my wifes arms about how her life is over and how selfish Cliff is. Despite his age, they have a young child and an older teen with severe disabilities. The wife, who is closer to my wifes age, has as you can imagine been left in a helpless position, as full time carer of her eldest, and Cliff on the other hand, is living his truest and most honest wahman life.
Every god damn fucking week, this gigahon tranny is celebrating some asinine bullshit anniversary all related to his troonery. He will say the same line every fucking time followed by a spine chilling high pitched laugh which he is putting on after his announcment. Last week it was "almost three months" since he first went out as <tranny name> and the team, and note, even though our partners came, his wife of course, was at home. This week, Cliff giddily announced that he had no idea his wife was also a lesbian, and with his weird buck ass crooked teeth, giggled and desperately scanned the room looking for others to laugh with him. I wanted to fucking kill myself there and then.
