Okay, now I'm LIVID!
Enraged and all that jazz. I've been on a run and I'm still bloody pissed and that's when you know you hit my fucking boundaries. Oh, that and when my language becomes mostly profanity. HOW DARE SHE?
She's so petty she must label her sponge and all that shit with her fucking name? TRY AGAIN. I bought those sponges. I bought the dish soap. As in, hey, it's a commonly used household item, let me share the financial responsibility. I used to be the only who cared and bought shit like that...and now, she's acting like I'm some irresponsible child who can't bother to take care of that kind of shit. BS.
I'm so upset I don't even know how to respond. Our paths don't cross much, which is why I'm surprised.
But the disrespect will end here. I don't care that she's 43. I don't care that she has 2 grown children a year or two older than me. Up until Friday, she treated me like a responsible adult. What the hell changed?!
She's so petty she must label her sponge and all that shit with her fucking name? TRY AGAIN. I bought those sponges. I bought the dish soap. As in, hey, it's a commonly used household item, let me share the financial responsibility. I used to be the only who cared and bought shit like that...and now, she's acting like I'm some irresponsible child who can't bother to take care of that kind of shit. BS.
I'm so upset I don't even know how to respond. Our paths don't cross much, which is why I'm surprised.
But the disrespect will end here. I don't care that she's 43. I don't care that she has 2 grown children a year or two older than me. Up until Friday, she treated me like a responsible adult. What the hell changed?!