What? WHAT?!
Aug. 3rd, 2004 09:49 pmYou want to know what kind of day it was?
It ended with the valet parking dudes locking my keys in my car. They did it first thing this morning, yup.
And had the brass balls to tell me I did it.
'cuse me, guys. I had to leave the door open to get my ticket you unrepentant bastards!
And guess who had to burn influences with AAA to get it unlocked?
Guess who got to see me in full pissed-offedness. I made people scamper away.
But still, controlled. I don't yell.
Bubba, AKA Sarge, AKA our security manager, confirmed that I had made myself quite clear on the subject. Oh, and didn't need profanity either, come to think of it.
It's clear. I really hate people who screw up the lives of everyone around them, and then want to play the victim card. Emphasis even more if the loser is female. I don't understand women, folks. I just don't. And the games some of them play is just beyond me. Waaaay beyond me.
I kept waiting for the third one to show up in the media today. You don't know who the first two women were? Hint: the ones who made their claim to fame using children. More than four children, either of them.
Tired, short-tempered and annoyed. Apologies.
It ended with the valet parking dudes locking my keys in my car. They did it first thing this morning, yup.
And had the brass balls to tell me I did it.
'cuse me, guys. I had to leave the door open to get my ticket you unrepentant bastards!
And guess who had to burn influences with AAA to get it unlocked?
Guess who got to see me in full pissed-offedness. I made people scamper away.
But still, controlled. I don't yell.
Bubba, AKA Sarge, AKA our security manager, confirmed that I had made myself quite clear on the subject. Oh, and didn't need profanity either, come to think of it.
It's clear. I really hate people who screw up the lives of everyone around them, and then want to play the victim card. Emphasis even more if the loser is female. I don't understand women, folks. I just don't. And the games some of them play is just beyond me. Waaaay beyond me.
I kept waiting for the third one to show up in the media today. You don't know who the first two women were? Hint: the ones who made their claim to fame using children. More than four children, either of them.
Tired, short-tempered and annoyed. Apologies.