Listen you broad-backed, fat-backed redneck! If you spent less time eyeballing the candy selection and more time listening to me, you’d understand that I’m not some swindling car salesman trying to upsell you on fucking postage. What you asked for was tracking. What you want, since by your smell, I can tell that you likely […]
*ring ring* Me: The BizNasty, can I help you? On the line, in a very curt voice: Let me talk at Dallas, thanks. Me: May I tell him who is calling? Him, maybe not curt… more, aggressively: This is Mike, thanks.
I know I shouldn’t let little things bother me… But working in a mostly-retail environment, it’s really hard to let some of it go. There is one girl that comes in here and I seriously just want to choke-slam her every single time she steps through our doors. She asks for a “stamped enveloat.” En-ve-LOAT.
In general, I think I’m something of a sexist-ageist. I adore old ladies — ornery old hags, sweet hard-candy sharing grannies, sex-crazed cougars, gospel-singing jesus loving member of their church choir. It doesn’t matter. Old ladies SPEAK to me.
So, I uploaded a file to my printer’s website today for a client. Well, actually I uploaded six files for three jobs and only one of those jobs was giving me grief. Initially, the file was too big. I had to fix the photographs included in the file and finally got that straightened out and […]
Because thus-far, this has been one of the grossest days I can recall. It started this morning. I woke up and had intense visuals from my dream. As I thought about it and processed it, more of it came back to me. Begin dream sequence
‘cept I have WAY better hair than The Donald. This post is long. I’m warning you. I’m also showing you a picture of my gorgeous hair and me, sans bra behind the cut to make up for the length of this post.
These are a collection of recent Facebook updates… And the full story behind them.
But some things just REALLY bother me. Perhaps it gives you some insight into how… controlling I can be. I know there are things I cannot change… I can accept those things… Sure. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to complain about them or that when these things happen, I’m not going to twitch […]