I was on a conference call with a group of approximately five co-workers when we somehow got off topic and started discussing recent promotion announcements. Jokingly, I made the comment that I obviously need to figure out who’s sleeping with who so that I could get a promotion as well. One of my co-workers spoke up, saying, “Don’t you know the right person to sleep with? Rumor has it we’ll be reading about your promotion next.” I was extremely pissed at her!

A friend of mine fell on hard times in August. I offered her my couch. Fast forward 3 months. She was still on the couch, getting $800.00 a month from SSI waiting on SSD, and I find out she is selling her pain pills for $700.00 a month. (Thats what got her off the couch.)
She would shop for fancy shampoo , creams, and even bought a pair of boots. Meanwhile, my main job as a Realtor was slow due to a downward market. I reinvented myself. I started caring for the elderly in their homes and, thanks to great word of mouth, ended up with a lot of clients.
Meanwhile couch friend is spending money eating my food and has the nerve to tell me “Don’t forget to get toliet paper!” GRRRRRRRR.
While painting my kitchen on her last day here, she decided to go for juice. Or claimed to… she really went to sell her pills. I called her on the lie, and she had a nasty attitude. I said “You put me in jeopardy when you do that since you use my address,” but she didn’t seem to care. I said ” I am done”. She started putting all her stuff in her car. It has been 3 wonderful weeks since I reclaimed my condo. She moved in with another friend of ours.

Once was bad enough: You told me my pain and fatique MUST be caused by depression, so if I’m still ill in a week to come back and get on anti-depressants.

Today was the straw that broke the camel’s back: You had your employee call me and question my symptoms, “because don’t you have gynelogical problems?”

Wow. I’m deeply offended at your Victorian attitude toward women’s health! You, sir, are an idiot. I will be taking my (female) health care needs elsewhere!

No love,

The Angry Feminist

I am a 35 year old man in New York City, and like most New Yorkers, I have a roommate. She is 45. You’d think that she would behave as an adult. You’d think I’d get treated as an adult. That is not the case. I just walked into the living room and said her name, in preparation to ask her a question. She curtly ’shushed’ me like I was an unruly child and gestured toward the television to let me know I was interrupting her program. I feel belittled and angry.

My mother-in-law is the stupidest person I know and I am not saying that just because we don’t get along… she literally likes to play stupid beyond belief. She is by far the definition of stupid princess and my future sister-in-law is the same way. For the past three years, my mom has had to pull my mother-in-law out of debt because she pays loans with other loans and hands out cash to her family that never pays her back. She never pays her bills, she has a phone but never answers it because she doesn’t like phones. She usses bath towels to clean up her dog’s messes, and then throws them in the washer and uses them to dry off her body. Ewwwwww. Her dogs pisses in the house and craps all over the place and she can never tell her babies NO. She puts towels and rugs in the washer and then doesn’t even use the right cycle to wash them. Later, she complains that the machines are broke, and it’s never her fault. I try to stand up for my mom all the time, and my mom just lets them walk all over her. I am so sick of it because my mom never used to be this way. She used to be the “cross this line, I dare you!” kinda person, and so I came out the same way. It is so irratating to have her tell me “It won’t do you any good blah blah blah.”  My mom bought a brand new washer and dryer and in less than a year my mother-in-law has broken them. I am so close to getting violent with this stupid broad… whether it will do anygood or not, it will make me feel better to wipe that holier-than-thou smirk off of her face. My mother-in-law has even had the nerve to tell me my mental breakdown over the loss of my daughter was nothing more than a “childish temper tantrum” designed to rebel against my mother. Is it really that wrong to want to just pull some stupid stunt after putting up with it for three years, I mean really is it cause I want to so bad that I can taste it.

As a consumer, I try to be considerate, have the info I need when ordering, make sure I have the money I need in order to purchase what I need, and I rarely, if ever, ask sales clerks to break rules for me! Now, I love my job, but I am fed up with oblivious,lazy people!
On a daily basis, they ask to take stuff from my store without paying. They expect me to be a mind reader, and, when I don’t have what they need, they expect me to make it materialize out of thin air! As if I am HIDING it in the back, just to annoy them. I hate it when they bitch about the price of an item. I would LOVE to go to a fast food place, order my lunch,then say, “Oh, can I take it and pay you tomorrow? ” No, wait, first, I go to the drive through, and say “yah, I want what I got last week” I would LOVE to go to the check-out line at Target and upon seeing my total, complain , “Well, dang! $3.99 for a pack of hair bands? Jeea, I can get it for .99 down at Wal-Mart! Can’t you lower the price? I’ve been shopping here since 1996!”
It just would not go over, those people would laugh, lok at me like I ma crazy or suggest I shop elsewhere. Yet, everyday, as part of my job, which is a good,job, I am expected to nicely explain to these friggin morons that things don’t work that way. It is exhausting.

I work in a small office with several twenty-something princesses. Our desks are lined next to one another, and we sit in close proximity to one another for eight hours a day, every day. Last winter, on cold days, we would use space heaters next to our desks to keep warm. Now, Spring is here, yet while it is 60-70 degrees outside, one princess in particular is still using a space heater and it turns the office into a sauna. She sits directly next to me, and everyday, I’m dripping with sweat by noon, while she is wrapped up in a shawl. I should also add that she wears short dresses and skirts, and often kicks her shoes off under her desk, surely only adding to her chilled state.

 When I finally got up the nerve and requested she turn off the heater and wear some socks, she told me to mind my own business and to “get a life”. Despite complaints of being hot, the other princesses laughed.
Tomorrow, i am arriving early to the office, and hiding the space heaters.

I was checking out of the grocery store today with about 20-30 items, using a regular check-out aisle. A woman got in line behind me and sighed heavily several times, obviously trying to get my attention. When that failed, she tapped me on the shoulder, held up her single item and said, “You have to let me go before you.” Looking up, I replied, “Um, you know, there are express aisles, and even a self-check-out line for people with a few items, or just the one, like you have.” This obviously was not the answer she was hoping for. “My husband is a police officer!” she said in a commanding tone. “This is an emergency!” Looking at the item she held in her hand, I smiled. “Um, an ice cream-related emergency?” I asked. “I will have him arrest you!” she declared, to which I responded, “For what? Creating a public disturbance? Harassment? Oh, wait, those would both be against you, won’t they?” I said. Offering her my phone, I said, “Why don’t you give him a call?” Throwing the ice cream container on the floor, she shouted, loudly, “I will never shop here again!” I can’t be sure, but I swear I heard the cashier say, just under her breath, “Yeah, right. We all wish!”

Kanye West for bullying a sweet teenage girl, for grandstanding (again), and finally for stealing a once in a lifetime moment from a truly deserving star. It was beyond any excuse! Taylor Swift always shows how lovely, beautiful, and mature she really is~ inside & out! Thank u, Mr. President, it was QUITE the Presidential remark! Loved it!

Dear employer-types:

You claim I did not inform you of a health condition when I started on this project, and you have marked it against me on my review.

Did it not occur to you that perhaps I had not developed this health condition yet when I started?

Also, on marking me down on various things: Eff You! You are full of crap. If you don’t like supervising, then find me another supervisor, but don’t put stuff on my review that is untrue.

If you want to get rid of me, just do it, but don’t put sutff on my review that is not true.