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I try not to follow stereotypes as a general rule of thumb. Honestly, I do.
It's hard not to fall back on them when some pompous sorority house mother treats me like a second class citizen as I deliver her catering order. Honestly, at what point do you allow yourself to become so arrogant that you treat others like the hired help who must be hidden away before others see?
I am so livid I surprise myself, in fact.
I am so tired of people treating me like I'm lower than them because I work for a living. I'm sorry that my daddy can't afford to put me up in a nice apartment while I party all night long wasting away my college years in a life of fake friends, expensive outfits, fake tans, and shallow boys.
I pride myself in being independent, but it's so hard to keep my head up when there are people in the world like that goddamned house mother who seem to think themselves higher because they have money or some stupid idea of standing in our socially idiotic environment.
That's fine lady, I'm sure you sleep well at night in your egyptian cotton sheets while your "daughters" blow away their college career only to become waitresses in the restaurant I'll own in twenty years. But sure, look down on me because I have more aspirations than worrying about who will take me to the Semi-Formal in the fall.
It's hard not to fall back on them when some pompous sorority house mother treats me like a second class citizen as I deliver her catering order. Honestly, at what point do you allow yourself to become so arrogant that you treat others like the hired help who must be hidden away before others see?
I am so livid I surprise myself, in fact.
I am so tired of people treating me like I'm lower than them because I work for a living. I'm sorry that my daddy can't afford to put me up in a nice apartment while I party all night long wasting away my college years in a life of fake friends, expensive outfits, fake tans, and shallow boys.
I pride myself in being independent, but it's so hard to keep my head up when there are people in the world like that goddamned house mother who seem to think themselves higher because they have money or some stupid idea of standing in our socially idiotic environment.
That's fine lady, I'm sure you sleep well at night in your egyptian cotton sheets while your "daughters" blow away their college career only to become waitresses in the restaurant I'll own in twenty years. But sure, look down on me because I have more aspirations than worrying about who will take me to the Semi-Formal in the fall.