I picked up the phone this morning shortly after 8:30 am and spent the next thirty minutes listening to a student - who is NEVER happy about ANYTHING! - bitch at me. She called me a liar. Actually she called everyone in the office liars. She didn't want to understand anything... she just wanted what she wanted and I could not make her happy. I even
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Vent away, sweetie.
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Damn cancer.
(((hugs))) because I don't know what else to say. Always here, I'll always listen.
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Ya know. You could always quit the job, cash in every last dime you can squeeze out of them, sell what you can and give away or burn the rest.... and then go on one last wild adventure!
I mean, what are you waiting for? A better time?
Don't forget, if you do, give the whole campus the finger as you blow past! It's a moral imperative!
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I swear she's keeping all that crap just out of the twisted satisfaction she gets from the images dancing in her head of me and my aunt blowing through 50 pairs of shoes (with matching handbags, boxes of jewelry....TWO closets of clothes, AND enough coats to furnish the entire winter coat drive for the Salvation Army.
She has Teh Ebil also. You and she would get on quite well.
BTW, I join you in decrapulating this weekend. I have too much crap.
Oh and that evil bitch on the phone--unleash Nico on her. ;) And yes, voicemail is a gorgeous thing.
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I just wish I could give that young woman a piece of my mind. If you decide to quit, find her phone number, give it to me, and I WILL do it. I will give her the lecture of her life and she will LEARN to respect her elders and betters. Or else.
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