Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Dumb people.

Nothing irritates me more than dumb people.
If I say "I can give you the number for the tech line" and your response is "you can't transfer me?" then I automatically hate you. No I can't fucking transfer you. I CAN GIVE YOU THE NUMBER TO THE TECH LINE. DON'T YOU THINK THAT IF TRANSFERRING YOU WAS AN OPTION, I'D TELL YOU?!?1 Fuck. You.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Seriously...

I've been in a shitty mood all day today. My family is driving me absolutley nuts. I don't understand them sometimes.. I'm sick and tired of them telling me what they think is best for me and what they think I should be doing. Like, I'm a big girl, I can make my own damn decisions. If my decisions end up being bad ones, then so be it. I can learn from them and move the fuck on with my life. And I sure as hell shouldn't have to explain myself or my decisions to anyone.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Go fuck yourself.

Literally, nothing pisses me off more than cranky old people. Like, they feel the need to get all snappy with me because I can't directly help them with what they're looking for. Stop. Just go away. How do you even know what a phone is? You're ancient. Go sit on your rocking chair and wait for death like the rest of your kind.

I'd also like to apologize for this random moment of frustration. I'm not myself when I'm hungry.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Oh, one more thing...

People are driving me absolutely crazy with all this "freaking out" over the cold weather. Plz shut up. I know it's chilly outside, I have skin and my skin has feelers. I can feel the air. It's chilly, we get it, now chill out (pun intended). Like, I understand that most people in south Texas don't get cold weather for very long, but that doesn't mean you have to carry on like a buffoon, ranting and raving about having to wrap your pipes, and  how you wanna make soup, and how chili would be perfect, or how you need to wear 5 billion layers and a goofy hat. It's 40 degrees, not -40. Let's be real now.
It was literally -20something degrees this morning in Denver. It was literally 19 degrees this morning, and hasn't even gotten close to 30 degrees in Lubbock. That is actual cold weather. It's 43 degrees outside right now. I'm not saying I'm not cold, because I am. I know how to not lose my shit over cold weather. The only exception would be if it was 70-80degrees one day and snowing the next. That has actually happened to me before in bipolar Lubbock. I did lose my shit temporarily, but only because I was in a bikini by the pool one day and in layers the next. That shit cray. Having a conniption because it's 40 degrees in November? Not cray. It's November. No-freaking-vember. I'm gonna let y'all in on a little secret: it's supposed to be cold in November. You're welcome.



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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Rant

Here's the thing... I don't get mad or angry a lot anymore and it takes a LOT to piss me off (except when I'm driving #roadrage). But there is one thing that can set me off quicker than a firecracker on the 4th of July: when people make assumptions about my intelligence

I've had people treat me like I'm stupid and talk down to me more times than I can remember. And they do it based off of the most absurd reasons. Like, ok yea I dropped out of college. BFD. There are a lot of successful people who didn't get a college degree. How does dropping out even measure intelligence?? It doesn't. The fact that I even made it to college should be enough to show that I don't have rocks for brains. And, for the record, I only applied to one school, the only school I even considered, and I got in. So suck on that. People should stop being such judgmental douchebags. So, I'm young, and I'm fairly attractive. Apparently that means I'm automatically labeled as a dumb girl. Well, I am not a dumb girl. I can't stand it when grown ass adults talk down to me because I'm younger than they are. Uhm.. Last time I checked, age does not measure intelligence either. There are definitely some child geniuses out there. Because I'm not terribly unattractive, and somewhat easy on the average eye, people tend to label me as dumb. Because of my facial features. Like, what? Seriously? That is just the most ridiculous thing I've ever experienced in my almost 25 years of life. Absolutely ridiculous.

I just really needed to get that off my chest. Rant. Over.



Tuesday, October 21, 2014

My feelings towards doctors and waiting rooms.

I do not like waiting rooms at doctors offices. They always smell like baby poop and old lady stench. Literally, I'm suffocating right now. There are at least 12 other people/children in this tiny ass room and there is only ONE DOCTOR in this office. I might as well set up a tent and get ready to camp the fuck out. I'm praying they have free wifi.... Ok I just checked. I'm currently connected to a printer's wifi. Fuck yea dood.
But like really though. Idk if I'm gonna survive the putrid stench of this waiting room. My nose holes are burning so badly right now. Oh, and did I mention it's cold in here? Yea. Its cold in here. I'm thinking warm thoughts and it's not making me feel warm. I wish I had a blanket and some snacks, cuz I'm also hungry.. Random, but like, here I am sitting in this god awful stankass room, freezing to death, and literally the first food item that comes to mind is a fucking banana split. Like, really brain? Really? A cold dessert? You can do better than that... Chicken noodle soup. Hot wings. Mashed potatoes and gravy. Chili and corn bread. Even a cheeseburger. Those are much more appropriate..
And now, my bladder is informing me that I need to tinkle. This is great. Just fucking spectacular. I am not pleased with today. Can I just go home? Depending on what the doctor says, I might just do that. Go home, eat a sammich, take a nap, maybe do some laundry (probably not tho) because the idea of going back to work makes me wanna cry a little... I keep thinking about all the work that's piled up on my desk right now and I just wanna crawl in a hole and hide forever.
So. Anyways. My appointment is/was scheduled for 11:30, the current time: 11:51, I got here at 11:20. I am still in the waiting room. This is the worst. Like, psh. What's even the point of scheduling an appointment? They never get you in a room til a lot of minutes after your scheduled "appointment time" and then you wait even longer in the room for the doctor to show up and poke you for a couple of minutes then thats it. It's over. You're basically done. Like, why? Why?
Whatever. I just want some allergy and cough medicine so I can feel like a human again. Because, coughing all day and all night isn't fun. And not being able to breathe is totes NOT the bomb dot com. Not only are my nose holes blocked, but my ear holes are blocked as well. Every now and then I'll yawn or something and BOOM, suddenly one ear pops and I can hear again. It's almost magical being able to hear the world again..
Current time: 12:04
Current status: sitting in a temporary room until a real room opens up.
And now I'm waiting patiently to use the potty because I'm literally about to pee my pants. I wish I was joking. I drink a lot of water daily, so when I get the urge to pee, I better find a pisser real fuckin fast.
This really sucks a lot, but I should probably end this ranting blog post now.
Until later, my minions. XOXO

Monday, September 8, 2014

I don't even know..

Can someone please explain to me the point of money? Why does it have to rule our lives? Lame. I'm on the verge of leaving the country and backpacking around the world. Fuck you sallie mae. Fuck you. I WANNA SEE THE WORLD,  BITCH.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Can someone explain this to me?

How on earth is it 2014 and people are still so goddamn judgmental? Like, seriously. Race/sex/religion/ethnicity/etc shouldn't be such a big fuckin deal. If I believe in Buddha, who the fuck cares?  If I'm black, why is a fuckin problem? IT SHOULDN'T BE. It's nobody's goddamn business what the fuck anyone looks like, believes, or does. People should learn to worry more about what they are doing and less about what others are doing.

Can we all just be friends and skip through a field of daisies holding hands? I'd love that. Can we just hang out and order pizza and talk about how beautiful the moon is? I'd love that too. Can we just stop fighting about pointless stuff and get along? That would be lovely. Can we stop sending bombs and crap and start sending stuffed animals and candy? People would probably enjoy that way more.

I'm just sayin. Life could be a lot easier.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Monday Rant

My throat hurts like a muthafuckin bitch right now. Like, it's not even funny how much it hurts. If I end up getting sick, I'm done. Over it. Goodbye world.
I don't wanna be at work right now, I wanna be in my bed snuggling with my cat and sleeping and dreaming about cool things like unicorns and kittens and blueberries.
My mother misplaced my favorite travel coffee mug that keeps warm things warm for a long time. I had to use this awful back up one and now my hot tea is cold tea.
Did I mention that it's Monday?
Yea. Fuck Monday's.
Maybe if I just chug this cold ass tea I'll have enough energy to conquer the ridiculous amount of work I have to do this morning.
If you're also having a bad day, here's a cute ass picture that might brighten your day.