a short essay on motherfuckers
So yesterday afternoon I was outside with the dog and one of my redneck neighbors thought it would be a good time to unleash on me about how the dog cries and cries and cries all the time because we keep her locked up and because she's lonely and sad, blah blah blah and he works 12 hours a day and whine whine whine his life is so hard. I was so pissed. Okay firstly, we're really not gone THAT often and she never cries when we're home. Secondly, we keep her locked up because we're trying to crate train her, oh Toothless Wonder. I swear to God I only thought she cried for a few minutes after we left. I didn't know she cried for hours and hours and frankly I'm not sure I believe that she does. And lastly, I WORK TOO. What does he think I DO all day? Just because I'm not a big fat gross dirty redneck driving a big gross dirty truck does not mean that I don't have a job and I furthermore doubt he'd have a very easy time doing my job if it came down to it. It's hard to maintain that the customer is always right if you have to tell them all about how much you hate their dog and how they are a bad pet owner. Honestly though, I've been kind of frustrated about everything lately so I guess I'm just venting my anger from other things on the unwitting neighbor.
But anyway, onto my point. I was really worried about the fact that our neighbor said the dog cries all the time and also worried that someone's going to call the landlord on us or something. So, we decided that when we went out to the coffeehouse, we'd just shut her in the bedroom since she sleeps in there with us at night and doesn't go potty or destroy much. So we get home to find that she, in fact, PISSED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BED. And she probably cried the whole time too just to top things off.
I love the way that people have a problem with our crying dog but that no one has an issue with the king and queen of domestic violence who live upstairs.
Anyway, we both work this evening. Des is at school right now.
Oh and still no car. Surprise.
REMEMBER TO TIP YOUR SERVER AT LEAST 20%
But anyway, onto my point. I was really worried about the fact that our neighbor said the dog cries all the time and also worried that someone's going to call the landlord on us or something. So, we decided that when we went out to the coffeehouse, we'd just shut her in the bedroom since she sleeps in there with us at night and doesn't go potty or destroy much. So we get home to find that she, in fact, PISSED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BED. And she probably cried the whole time too just to top things off.
I love the way that people have a problem with our crying dog but that no one has an issue with the king and queen of domestic violence who live upstairs.
Anyway, we both work this evening. Des is at school right now.
Oh and still no car. Surprise.
REMEMBER TO TIP YOUR SERVER AT LEAST 20%