Really random out of the blue post
Now, before I say anything keep in mind that I actually really like my roommates, I just need to lol about this.
I LOVE how my roommates assume that if they see me at home I don't work. Wednesday I pointed out it was my first day off since last Monday. Yolanda walks up to me "Martie, what about Thanksgiving? When I got home you were here." I just stared at her for a second before explaining I worked 8-5. Then today Yolanda seemed to think I was off because I'm still here. It's like it doesn't compute for her that her ass works at Animal Kingdom, which doesn't stay open late because of the animals, and I work at Magic Kingdom, which stays open mad unholy hours because parents are fucktards ('Why is little Timmy screaming so much!? Is it because I refused to use sunscreen because I'm paranoid about chemicals? Or is it because the sun went down a long time ago and little kids don't fucking want to be up at 3 am!?') Again, I took a second to realize how silly her assumption was and then said, "Uh, I do work today. 3:30-1:45." It's funny because, much as I love my roomies who work at Animal Kingdom, they just don't get it. There has been one time since August that one of them had to stay at work till midnight because it was a special event. She started complaining and I lol'd since I worked till midnight two nights of that week and until 1 the other three nights.
OH AND TWILIGHT RAGE TIME. One of the coordinators brought up Twilight. I made my usual "I wanna vomit" face. So of course a discussion of why I hated it started. I mentioned how Smeyer is a shitty, shitty writer. And she did the two things every Twilight fan does that makes me want to poke my eyes out. First she asked if I'd read Smeyer's OTHER book, the non-Twilight one. The fuck does that have to do with anything? Even if it IS well written, which I doubt, it doesn't magically make Twilight well written. I didn't say it like that, but I did mention that Smeyer could at least get a damn thesaurus (CHAGRINCHAGRINCHAGRIN). Then she said something even more obnoxious. "She wrote it to be accessible, not for literary snobs." I didn't even bother after that but fucking shit. I feel like I've been called a snob for not liking something that was written by someone with all the talent of a.... well, lonely twelve year old without any of the aforementioned talent. Oh and that also includes massive sexism, pedophilia, general unhealthy 'love', abuse... the list goes on. Also, one of my friends, when I told him about this, had a great response. "The early Beatles music is about as accessible as it can get and the most music snobs can complain about is that it's not as good as Sgt. Pepper." I lol'd.
I LOVE how my roommates assume that if they see me at home I don't work. Wednesday I pointed out it was my first day off since last Monday. Yolanda walks up to me "Martie, what about Thanksgiving? When I got home you were here." I just stared at her for a second before explaining I worked 8-5. Then today Yolanda seemed to think I was off because I'm still here. It's like it doesn't compute for her that her ass works at Animal Kingdom, which doesn't stay open late because of the animals, and I work at Magic Kingdom, which stays open mad unholy hours because parents are fucktards ('Why is little Timmy screaming so much!? Is it because I refused to use sunscreen because I'm paranoid about chemicals? Or is it because the sun went down a long time ago and little kids don't fucking want to be up at 3 am!?') Again, I took a second to realize how silly her assumption was and then said, "Uh, I do work today. 3:30-1:45." It's funny because, much as I love my roomies who work at Animal Kingdom, they just don't get it. There has been one time since August that one of them had to stay at work till midnight because it was a special event. She started complaining and I lol'd since I worked till midnight two nights of that week and until 1 the other three nights.
OH AND TWILIGHT RAGE TIME. One of the coordinators brought up Twilight. I made my usual "I wanna vomit" face. So of course a discussion of why I hated it started. I mentioned how Smeyer is a shitty, shitty writer. And she did the two things every Twilight fan does that makes me want to poke my eyes out. First she asked if I'd read Smeyer's OTHER book, the non-Twilight one. The fuck does that have to do with anything? Even if it IS well written, which I doubt, it doesn't magically make Twilight well written. I didn't say it like that, but I did mention that Smeyer could at least get a damn thesaurus (CHAGRINCHAGRINCHAGRIN). Then she said something even more obnoxious. "She wrote it to be accessible, not for literary snobs." I didn't even bother after that but fucking shit. I feel like I've been called a snob for not liking something that was written by someone with all the talent of a.... well, lonely twelve year old without any of the aforementioned talent. Oh and that also includes massive sexism, pedophilia, general unhealthy 'love', abuse... the list goes on. Also, one of my friends, when I told him about this, had a great response. "The early Beatles music is about as accessible as it can get and the most music snobs can complain about is that it's not as good as Sgt. Pepper." I lol'd.