Therapy Dog Girl
Last week, I told you about the moronic girl in my class who brought her equally moronic, dressed, diapered, miniature chihuahua to class. Her boyfriend, who is also a moron, joined the class and I ended up talking to him briefly about the dog. I asked why the dog came to every class. Why, I was right, it is a "therapy" dog. Because for some reason she is stupid enough that she has conned the disability department into making them think she needs her dog with her every where because it makes her "feel better." Also, as per the boyfriend, "it can't be left at home." Great, so you're not only a worthless human but you're a worthless pet caregiver and didn't teach your dog how to exist at home by itself for extended periods of time. Congratulations on being a failure of a human being.
Another thing that makes her obnoxious is the fact that she made her boyfriend take this class with her. They always sit next to each other, are lovey dovey, whisper in each others ears, don't pay attention to the rest of class, have their laptop out, play with their dog, and call each other "sweetie" and "babe." This bothers me to no end. Who does that?
On Tuesday, she went into a rant on how it's ridiculous that she had to drive so many miles upon the north shore to find a beach where she could bring her shitty little dog, since most beaches are city & county beaches which mandate (among other things) that no animals are allowed. Of course, no one follows this, but she didn't want to get in trouble for having her dog at the beach with her (which everyone does regardless of signs). She then started spouting out about how if she had gone to one of the signed beaches and gotten in trouble, she would have called a lawyer and got them for violating the American's with Disabilities Act because it's her "damn therapy dog!" This was followed, in the same rant, about how she "hates sluts" and constantly wants to run people over with her car.
On Thursday, her rant (she always rants, never discusses) was about all her illnesses and trying to get people to pity her or some shit. Guess what, a lot of us have disabilities and none of us bring our dog to class or talk about it as if to get attention and sympathy from classmates and professors. Oh she has ADHD, and chronic pain, and depression, and she fell down the stairs that day, and wah wah wah. This was while she was getting her dog to jump up to catch food that she hung in front of her with chopsticks.
It frustrates me to no end that she exists and is probably one of the dumbest people I have ever met. She, her boyfriend, and her little dog really take a lot of the enjoyment out of an otherwise amazing class filled with insightful people.
Another thing that makes her obnoxious is the fact that she made her boyfriend take this class with her. They always sit next to each other, are lovey dovey, whisper in each others ears, don't pay attention to the rest of class, have their laptop out, play with their dog, and call each other "sweetie" and "babe." This bothers me to no end. Who does that?
On Tuesday, she went into a rant on how it's ridiculous that she had to drive so many miles upon the north shore to find a beach where she could bring her shitty little dog, since most beaches are city & county beaches which mandate (among other things) that no animals are allowed. Of course, no one follows this, but she didn't want to get in trouble for having her dog at the beach with her (which everyone does regardless of signs). She then started spouting out about how if she had gone to one of the signed beaches and gotten in trouble, she would have called a lawyer and got them for violating the American's with Disabilities Act because it's her "damn therapy dog!" This was followed, in the same rant, about how she "hates sluts" and constantly wants to run people over with her car.
On Thursday, her rant (she always rants, never discusses) was about all her illnesses and trying to get people to pity her or some shit. Guess what, a lot of us have disabilities and none of us bring our dog to class or talk about it as if to get attention and sympathy from classmates and professors. Oh she has ADHD, and chronic pain, and depression, and she fell down the stairs that day, and wah wah wah. This was while she was getting her dog to jump up to catch food that she hung in front of her with chopsticks.
It frustrates me to no end that she exists and is probably one of the dumbest people I have ever met. She, her boyfriend, and her little dog really take a lot of the enjoyment out of an otherwise amazing class filled with insightful people.