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| Check Into Cash W. Allan Jones The Most Hostile Work Environment I Have Ever Encountered Cleveland, Tennessee |
| 12th of Jun, 2011 by User863333 |
| Where to begin with this **llhole? First: W. Allan Jones is really, really, gross. He reminds me of a disheveled Jabba the Hutt - minus the social skills. He is chubby, balding, rumpled, and sweaty. To me, he always looks like he just woke up. If he asks you to do something, HE WILL NEVER THANK YOU. Now if you accidentally screw it up by not being able to read his mind, he will berate you for up to five minutes. W. Allan Jones will say that no one at Check Into Cash has any brains. W. Allan Jones acts as if Check Into Cash and Jones Management will fall into rubble if he doesn't come shuffling in with his bizarre ideas. In fact, if Check Into Cash fails, it will be BECAUSE of W. Allan Jones and if Check Into Cash manages to pull through it will be despite him. W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash is very much like John Gotti of the mob. HE WON'T SHUT HIS CRUMB-COVERED PIE HOLE. Check Into Cash and Jones Management is the most hostile work environment I have ever had the displeasure of working in. If you have any problems, who cares? Human Resources at W. Allan Jones' Check Into Cash and Jones Management is a huge joke. I mean, they supposedly have a head of human resources but I think the guy just spends his days sharpening pencils and kissing W. Allan Jones' a@@. Everyone is always gossiping and smoking outside and b**ching about how much they hate Check Into Cash. Check Into Cash seems to lack a "corporate directive." One day, W. Allan Jones will get a wild hair up his a@@ and stop an entire department to work on some wrestling department he has. Two days later, forget that, W. Allan Jones and Check Into Cash want to start issuing pre-loaded credit cards. When W. Allan Jones issues this edict, he will look at you and ask what the h**l you are working on the wrestling website for. But, ladies and gentlemen, don't forget who we have to thank for this mess: Jones Management, Check Into Cash, and W. Allan Jones' "good friend," eager political paid lobbyist Senator Bob Corker. Senator Corker has sold his dignity and his integrity very cheaply to big banks like Wachovia and Bank of America and the greedy, seedy, meaty W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash. |
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The best way I can think of to put a stop to W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash and Jones Management is to ask Senator Bob Corker to stop voting in Congress for questionable payday lenders like W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash. Though W. Allan Jones tries to downplay his generous contributions through the payday-lender-run website, Payday Pundit, I am guessing that friends, family, and employees of W. Allan Jones and Check Into Cash are also contributing quite generously.Without the support of Senator Bob Corker, W. Allan Jones would never be able to get away with his ridiculous behavior. Call Senator Corker and tell him to stop supporting W. Allan Jones at Check Into Cash at this number:423-756-2757, or write him at this address:
U.S. Senator Bob Corker
185 Dirksen Senate Office Building
Washington, D.C., 20510
or visit his website:
http://corker.senate.gov/public/ |
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W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash, who in the hell do you think you are? The W. Allan Jones I know is a sloppy, ignorant, boorish, self-centered, arrogant, child-like, miserable, bloated moron who thinks he is better than everyone else. What a piece of shit you are, W. Allan Jones.
You love to brag about all of your generous donations, but we all know you won't donate anything unless your name is plastered all over it. You won't even plant a twig without a bronze plaque proclaiming your largesse. Speaking of "large, " (I know I said "largesse" but I don't care), have you considered getting your money back for your weight loss surgery. I mean, ummm, the jig is up, W. Allan Jones. I don't think it worked.
You are a petulant pig and I just LOATHE you. I hate seeing your face, I hate seeing your cars, and I hate seeing your fat ass. |
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Check Into Cash needs to be reorganized for sure. Better yet, why not just clean the place out completely and start all over, it would definitely be cheaper. Don't worry, you really won't be losing any talent. Check Into Cash, W. Allan Jones, and Jones Management are definitely the lowest of the low -- a major hornet's nest of cut-throat bottom feeders.
The "corporate" climate at W. Allan Jones' Check Into Cash would make an excellent movie -- anyone see "Horrible Bosses"? That movie was hilarious, but if they had talked to me first, it would be even funnier. Maybe they will make a "Horrible Bossses 2" featuring pompous, preening jackass W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash, Cleveland, Tennessee's "sparkling jewel".
W. Allan Jones is a ginormous dickhead! Please, do yourself a favor and check out the Bald Headed Bistro (the crumbling, out-of-date, bitter restaurant W. Allan Jones created) and see if W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash might grace you with his presence. You can't miss him -- he will be the one with a giant "scotch slurpee" in a red plastic cup bellowing orders and maybe even firing people for not showing him enough deference.
There is a space in front of the Bald Headed Bistro that is reserved for W. Allan Jones of Check Into Cash at all times in case he decides to get into one of his luxury cars -- you can't miss it, W. Allan Jones' reserved space is better than a handicap space -- sorry, you'll have to use a wheelchair ramp elsewhere. Just a rich hillbilly with no manners, no clue, no sense, and a huge pot belly.
Can you say yuck? |
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