You Never Knew Till Now...

It amazes me how people have nothing better to do with their lives than talk about me. To add a cherry on top it's all lies about me and the person making up the lies is the person who is talking about me in general. Who, by the way is someone I hardly ever see nor speak to. From a conversation I had with her a while back about how I do not have a boyfriend and how I enjoy being single and do not want to be with anyone now. She told me that one day my time will come. It was a big conversation how I DIDN't have a boyfriend. Then time passes and this woman talks to someone else and says that I have a whole bunch of boyfriends. To put it out there for you, she was calling me a slut. Telling people that I'm with many men. Come the fuck on... are you kidding me? So, you see... when rumors get around, don't be surprised it's someone you hardly ever see or talk to who started it all.

I Wanted To Smack Her

What is up with people who need to be slapped? I’m not saying hard, just an awakening. Last night, I walk out of my office into the elevator lobby and across from my office is another office. A woman walks out and gets to the elevators before me. She just stands there. Doesn’t press the down button with her arms crossed. I look at her as I’m walking up to the elevators and think, as she is looking at me, maybe I’m distracting her. So I get there and well waited two seconds. Still, no movement from this woman but just a stare at me. So I press the down button and wonder what the heck is wrong with her. So obviously it’s 5 o’clock, we’re all going home, if you are going down you are going to the lobby. Another woman had walked out and started talking to her so they both rush into the damn elevator as if I wasn’t there and trying to knock me down. Like if they have the right away to get in before me because they are older, so again the woman neglected to press the L button. I was the last one on the damn elevator. I wanted to slap her. What the heck am I her servant? Is she to good to press the button? Did she not want to get her prissy freak’n finger dirty??? What was it? Oh I know she wanted a smack on her face!

This morning, waiting for an elevator, you can either go down to the Lower Level or go up. So I press the up button. We, meaning people, are waiting for the up elevator to light up green that indicates that it is going up. This freaking chick from the whole other side of the damn elevator lobby of my building decides to run over and get in front of everyone, when they have been standing there before her waiting. Bitch we were here before you, why don’t you walk in like a human and not like a fucking lunatic. She looked at me in the elevator and because of that bitch I almost didn’t get on, sure I could have waited, but it’s the moral and respect. So I gave her the look like you better be scared of me bitch, I saw what you did! SMACK!! That’s what I wanted to do! Like children who get slapped by their parents who think they are disciplining their children. Which by the way I do not think children should get hit, only a tap on their hand telling them what they did is wrong. But heck if you are a freaking adult you know you are doing wrong and damn it, you deserve to be smacked, try to knock some sense into that selfish head of theirs.

Huffed and Puffed

So, the Chinese delivery man huffed and puffed about his $5 tip. Are you kidding me???? He stood there waiting with the receipt in his hand. My receptionist looked at him with those what eyes. I told her to show me and it was signed and the tip was included. I told him it was fine and then told my receptionist that you don't need to do anything else. Then I said Thank you to the delivery man. So he huffed and puffed all the way out the door. All he had was two bags not a load feeding 100 people. I just don't get people. You can not ask for more money on a tip!!! You get what the person feels you deserve and what that person can afford!

Listening To An Annoying Voice

Has the voice of someone ever make you sick? Just listening to their voice, you hold back the vomit that rests in your throat. The disintegration of your stomach starts taking it's course. Your nerves all of a sudden makes your chest feel like it's under water with a ton of people stepping on it. Has this ever happened to you?