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"I work all day from nine til six, you sit about and do fuck all all day."
This is my sisters response to me telling her she's lazy (after she said Shuv was, no less, which I won't tolerate for obvious reasons) because, four hours after being asked to, she had failed to put the washing machine on. What a lazy bitch. How dare she accuse Shuv of being lazy, when she's the one who fucked up her Highers by doing nothing but sitting necking with Michael until a week before her exams. Fucking idiot.
What the hell is wrong with my family? They've all got a Protestant work ethic on speed. Clearly going out and getting a job at 16 sitting behind a til dispensing drugs to the proles is better than taking a relaxed attitude to work so you can finish a degree that might actually mean something to employers (and yourself, of course; contrary to my family's beleif, you can get a degree as something other than a qualification to go on your CV) in the future.
Not that any of them have ever went to uni or ever will (Leanne's wasting her time with education), so how would they understand? This escapes them of course when they pontificate to me about how I should be using my time; obviously trawling through work ads and going for interviews with assholes who'd turn me down because of my apperance is more important than working on an Honours project or lerning how to do new things.
Jeeves, set that man alight, immediatley!
This is my sisters response to me telling her she's lazy (after she said Shuv was, no less, which I won't tolerate for obvious reasons) because, four hours after being asked to, she had failed to put the washing machine on. What a lazy bitch. How dare she accuse Shuv of being lazy, when she's the one who fucked up her Highers by doing nothing but sitting necking with Michael until a week before her exams. Fucking idiot.
What the hell is wrong with my family? They've all got a Protestant work ethic on speed. Clearly going out and getting a job at 16 sitting behind a til dispensing drugs to the proles is better than taking a relaxed attitude to work so you can finish a degree that might actually mean something to employers (and yourself, of course; contrary to my family's beleif, you can get a degree as something other than a qualification to go on your CV) in the future.
Not that any of them have ever went to uni or ever will (Leanne's wasting her time with education), so how would they understand? This escapes them of course when they pontificate to me about how I should be using my time; obviously trawling through work ads and going for interviews with assholes who'd turn me down because of my apperance is more important than working on an Honours project or lerning how to do new things.
Jeeves, set that man alight, immediatley!