Dear Life: Fuck You.

May 01, 2012 16:03

So. Dad had a meeting with HR today - report directly to Bingham Farms (aka about 50 min away) at 7:30.

He got home at 9 am.

Guess who lost their job? (Hint - it's someone in the same household as me, but NOT me)

Yeah, that's right.

Fuck you very much, Jacobs Engineering.

And of course, I get all this stress dumped on me during finals week.

My biggest concern, though? It's not the money, we can make do. But this fucker's gonna be home all the time, and he's gonna drive me UP THE FUCKING WALL.

I mean, we all remember how tightly wound I got at Christmas, right?

............wait, I wrote a bunch in that time frame.

Ok, so we got good things and bad, I guess. At least he should be happier?

Guess I gotta buy a gym membership again to get out of the house and away from him, trollolol

I just hope he can find another job soon, and we don't have to resort to drastic measures, like selling the T Bird or him declaring BK.

GODDAMMIT. I DO NOT NEED THIS THIS WEEK.

At least it happened when I'm employed, though? :/

fml, wtf, irl, goddammit, dad, humans suck

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