I hate narrow-minded people....be advised, this rant is Rated R for language of a graphic nature...
First off, I wanna say hey to that guy that told me I haven't posted in a while... *waves* Hi. Continuing on (you better feel special, Mr.)....
Secondly, this post will be unusual for me. Not much effects me this way. Those of you that know me know how closely I hold my pride for composure, especially when working around someone that I have a thing for. One of you has been there, and knows that, and will understand this perfectly. I'll tell you this, it's gonna be ok for me, it'll work out. I just have to vent this out. For the one living this and reading it, I had to get it out, and know no better way..and I refuse to apologize for dealing with it in this manner..it's how I best see dealing with it. Now that all those I give a crap to explain it to are covered, I will move on..
*clears throat* ....I HATE NARROW-MINDED PEOPLE, THE ONES THAT WON'T GIVE YOU THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT!!!!!!
Freakin crack-whore, top-heavy, prove-yourself-and-I'll-doubt-you-anyway, you-can't-be-happy-if-I'm-not, treat-you-gravy-to-your-face, insensitive, penny-hooker midget BITCH!!! *big sigh* That'll do for now, I suppose.
I feel amazingly insulted. Like I'm pre-judged to prove them right. Like they know how I am. Like they think they have me pegged. No one has me completely pegged. I hate being judged. I feel like I have to defend myself, my work ethic, my integrity. Like I'm being treated as though I've given proof do doubt my actions. I did NOT leave the light on this time, because I never went home. One of you gets this. I feel horrible. I feel like I got kicked in the teeth. I haven't even BEGUN to act in a manner that should give her pause. That decision should NOT depend on me. I feel like I've been found guilty for something I never did. Again. This should not even be happening. I defended myself enough before this on empty shit. I DO NOT DESERVE THIS!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HER DAMAGE????? If there can be a rumor that I'm fucking a guy for 4 years, and it's ok, and I can work with him, the WHOLE time this rumor's circulating, then how come I can't work with someone else even though there's NO RUMOR?? When have I EVER done something as RETARDED as put myself in a position in a serious senario where I'm going to fuck off and possibly get FIRED??? I'll tell you when..NEVER!!!!!! Jesus fucking christ!!! This is so Goddamned STUPID!! To think thatI'm going to pitch putting someone on shift with me that I like so I can let myself slip and get stuck on stupid...I'm NOT THAT CHILDISH. Obvioulsy, some people don't think so. Apparently, I'm a little kid. I'm dumb, and wanting to get into trouble. Or, that's what she thinks. FUCK HER!! With a light pole. WHY do I hate people? Here's a Class A example. Number 16754.83a. I've done NOTHING to give the impression that I'm so emotionally dysfunctional that I can't behave for eight hours. Eight hours that I don't have the time to eat in, let alone find "quality time" in... eight hours that I use to try to play "catch-up" in because my partners are NEVER THERE.... I'm too fuckin busy to get it on at work, or screw around, because I'm over my head in things that HAVE to be done. I want someone there to help me with it. Not someone that can't make it in on time, or someone that routinely takes time off whenever he wants it, I already have one of those, thank you very much. I want someone that will come in, knows how I work ,doesn't have to have everything (including how my brain works) explained to them, and will hop in to help me. Someone that isn't afraid to tell me hell no, that doesn't mind me blowing up. Someone that can deal with me and that I can deal with in return. It never fails. The second I get happy...I'm grateful that you didn't say it's over. Thank you for not giving up on me. It means the world. Really. But I am going to put up the wall again, for show to her that, like I said, I'm "adult" enough or what-the-fuck-ever behavior she seems to want from me to pacify her. I want to break things. Skulls. Arms. Necks. Pull out throats. I need a rack, spoons, pliers, a fillet knife, and salt. I can't begin to describe how hurt and insulted I am. I just want to scream at her, to throw a fit, say " Fuck you" and punch her. It's ok for her to work with her ex, but heaven-forbid I work with someone I care about. I feel stupid. I'm whining. I'm letting someone make me feel inferior. I refuse. I will overcome. I will shine. I will outlast. The Bitch has her transfer in anyway. A matter of time.
Secondly, this post will be unusual for me. Not much effects me this way. Those of you that know me know how closely I hold my pride for composure, especially when working around someone that I have a thing for. One of you has been there, and knows that, and will understand this perfectly. I'll tell you this, it's gonna be ok for me, it'll work out. I just have to vent this out. For the one living this and reading it, I had to get it out, and know no better way..and I refuse to apologize for dealing with it in this manner..it's how I best see dealing with it. Now that all those I give a crap to explain it to are covered, I will move on..
*clears throat* ....I HATE NARROW-MINDED PEOPLE, THE ONES THAT WON'T GIVE YOU THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT!!!!!!
Freakin crack-whore, top-heavy, prove-yourself-and-I'll-doubt-you-anyway, you-can't-be-happy-if-I'm-not, treat-you-gravy-to-your-face, insensitive, penny-hooker midget BITCH!!! *big sigh* That'll do for now, I suppose.
I feel amazingly insulted. Like I'm pre-judged to prove them right. Like they know how I am. Like they think they have me pegged. No one has me completely pegged. I hate being judged. I feel like I have to defend myself, my work ethic, my integrity. Like I'm being treated as though I've given proof do doubt my actions. I did NOT leave the light on this time, because I never went home. One of you gets this. I feel horrible. I feel like I got kicked in the teeth. I haven't even BEGUN to act in a manner that should give her pause. That decision should NOT depend on me. I feel like I've been found guilty for something I never did. Again. This should not even be happening. I defended myself enough before this on empty shit. I DO NOT DESERVE THIS!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HER DAMAGE????? If there can be a rumor that I'm fucking a guy for 4 years, and it's ok, and I can work with him, the WHOLE time this rumor's circulating, then how come I can't work with someone else even though there's NO RUMOR?? When have I EVER done something as RETARDED as put myself in a position in a serious senario where I'm going to fuck off and possibly get FIRED??? I'll tell you when..NEVER!!!!!! Jesus fucking christ!!! This is so Goddamned STUPID!! To think thatI'm going to pitch putting someone on shift with me that I like so I can let myself slip and get stuck on stupid...I'm NOT THAT CHILDISH. Obvioulsy, some people don't think so. Apparently, I'm a little kid. I'm dumb, and wanting to get into trouble. Or, that's what she thinks. FUCK HER!! With a light pole. WHY do I hate people? Here's a Class A example. Number 16754.83a. I've done NOTHING to give the impression that I'm so emotionally dysfunctional that I can't behave for eight hours. Eight hours that I don't have the time to eat in, let alone find "quality time" in... eight hours that I use to try to play "catch-up" in because my partners are NEVER THERE.... I'm too fuckin busy to get it on at work, or screw around, because I'm over my head in things that HAVE to be done. I want someone there to help me with it. Not someone that can't make it in on time, or someone that routinely takes time off whenever he wants it, I already have one of those, thank you very much. I want someone that will come in, knows how I work ,doesn't have to have everything (including how my brain works) explained to them, and will hop in to help me. Someone that isn't afraid to tell me hell no, that doesn't mind me blowing up. Someone that can deal with me and that I can deal with in return. It never fails. The second I get happy...I'm grateful that you didn't say it's over. Thank you for not giving up on me. It means the world. Really. But I am going to put up the wall again, for show to her that, like I said, I'm "adult" enough or what-the-fuck-ever behavior she seems to want from me to pacify her. I want to break things. Skulls. Arms. Necks. Pull out throats. I need a rack, spoons, pliers, a fillet knife, and salt. I can't begin to describe how hurt and insulted I am. I just want to scream at her, to throw a fit, say " Fuck you" and punch her. It's ok for her to work with her ex, but heaven-forbid I work with someone I care about. I feel stupid. I'm whining. I'm letting someone make me feel inferior. I refuse. I will overcome. I will shine. I will outlast. The Bitch has her transfer in anyway. A matter of time.