As most of you know, I hate my job. It is just a way to keep me off the streets, good food in my belly, good movies in the mail, and a nice facility in which to exercise.
I hate my job for numerous reasons, but defiinitely one of the top five reasons I hate my job are the ridulous people I am forced to interact with. Apparently the new trend with these people is to wonder why I am not married. Every single person here thinks I should date an older man. One guy told me I should find a sugar daddy.
My questions is: how did my personal life become their business?
I never really talk much about my personal life at work because I don't care enough about these people to let them know about it. And to be honest, I don't want to know about their personal lives either, because people tend to give too much information.
I could have a rockin boyfriend. I could have nine rockin boyfriends. Maybe I like to have homeless men fuck me with their toes. Unless I tell them about it, why should they care.
Anyway, it's embarrasing. I am embarrased writing about it. Some people make me want to be a hermit.
But they'd probably still be wondering why I don't have a hermit husband.
4 comments:
These people DO suck. I miss cool, fun, smart people around all the time. You all should come back to me.
I miss it too! ;o(
Wow, you put a lot of thought into this. Sorry to have made you uncomfortable. But it gives you something to think about...like maybe getting a pedicure. Maybe there should be a charity set up for giving the homeless manicures and pedicures. It seems like the humane thing to do.
PTT said cooter. HAHAHAHA.
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