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.

Wow.

Personally, I'm not the type to talk shit behind someone else's back. But, when I do, the person that I'm talking about has definitely heard it from my mouth first.
I legit don't understand why people feel the need to say rude shit about someone when they aren't in the same room.
Idk, maybe I'm just too nice or something, but I usually have pleasant things to say about the people I know.
Whatever. Idk. I'm over it.

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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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.

Today's annoyances.

Ok. Here we go. I'm starting this post at 9:10 am and will be listing all of the things that have annoyed me to the point of kicking someone in the throat.

7:20 am
I know exactly where my grey shirt is. It's in the pile of clean laundry on my bed. So I'm digging and digging and throwing things around my room and can't find it. That is what I wanted to wear today. But, alas, I cannot find it. I am legit angry at this point. I settle for another shirt and continue my morning getting ready process.

7:50 am
Driving to work. Cranky and tired because I'm driving to work and not in bed sleeping. Making and attempt to light my cigarette. This fucking lighter isn't working. Why me? I used my ghetto-rigged car lighter.

8:58 am
Answering the phone at work. A man says he needs information about our fuel. I ask him which fuel (we have racing fuel, small engine fuel, and hobby fuel). He says C16. I ask him if he has technical questions or if he needs pricing. He says, and I quote, "Yes." ....... uhm, ok? So pricing or tech question you incompetent moron!?

9:25 am
Papercut.

9:36 am
I am literally just sitting her annoyed and irritated at nothing. Nothing has even happened but I'm ready to punch a hole in a wall. Why? It's not PMS, that's not for 7 more days.

10: 03 am
Answering the phone again. Some dude asks for Pam. There is no one named Pam here. He sounds like he has the IQ of a green bean. I ask for his name. He says "Kenssufso Fossdfid with Bslsodsau Racing Team" Like, woah dude. Stop mumbling. I ask him to repeat. He says the exact same thing. Fucking mumbling still. Like, fuck you. Take the dick out of your mouth. Speak proper English, bitch.

11:37 am
Phone rings. I answer, on the 1st ring. It's a recording. I fucking hate recordings. Now I'm bothered. *angrily hangs up phone*

12:26 pm
When people on the phone go on and on and on and on about their stupid issues... I would like to tell them to get to the point. Spit it out. Tell me why you're calling without a lot of words. I just need to know a few simple things. 1. What kind of fuel 2. Where are you located 3. Tech questions or pricing/sales. That's it. Any other words are annoying. Fucking annoying. Annoying as fuck. 

1 pm - 2 pm
Lunch break. Everything was awesome and not annoying. My co-workers are fun to have lunch with.

2:16 pm
I just need to send one fax. One fax. The machine has to be shut off for 2 mins. Very inconveniencing & annoying.


3:56 pm
On the phone with the Xerox technician. He has a foreign accent so I automatically don't know what he is saying. And I'm trying to fix this stupid machine. I'm ready to yank all my hair out of my head.

4:00 pm
Awkward silence with this technician. Probably not as annoying as his accent, but annoying nonetheless.

4:01 pm
Why is it always me who finds out the copy machine isn't working properly? Adkslfjjslshakklssallskfjjfsdlkfjfhdsjaflsdja;flahlkjslajfkldjsl

4:16 pm
When someone calls me and then says "hold on a sec". Like, don't make me wait. You called me. Who even does that?

4:20 pm
Wish I could partake in certain 4:20 activities.... Unfortunately that is not an option ever.
Also, another papercut. 

4:32 pm
This mother bleeper has called three times today. THREE times. And I have told him the exact same thing every time. He asks for Mike. Mike doesn't have an extension here so I offer him Mike's company cell phone number. He writes it down. We hang up. One call was this morning. The other two were literally 5 minutes apart. What the fudge.??!>

4:41 pm
I'm on the phone with Xerox again. AHHHHHHH. (anger scream)

4:49 pm
Bout to pee my pants and someone is in the bathroom.......

End time: 4: 56
Time to dick around for 4 mins. TGIF.

My family..

Mainly, the parental units. They are driving me absolutely insane. Like, they are both being needy and clingy. I have one sending me annoying texts every 2 seconds.

And the other is blowing up my gmail chat asking me 100,000 questions about stuff that I don't have time to deal with..

I AM SO ANNOYED. CAN I PLEASE CRAWL IN A SOUNDPROOF HOLE AND SLEEP FOR 34 HOURS?
Like, c'mon parents, get a grip. Why can't y'all just go back to annoying the crap out of each other and leave me out of it?

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.