Sep 13, 2006 06:34
So, I'm getting really fucking sick of being woken up in the middle of the night when I have to work the next day because I didn't think I would have to turn off my ringer again. I thought people would learn by now, but really, I guess a fair amount of everyone I know is either retarded or too dense for their own good.
Now, unlike most of the jobless momma's boys and daddy's girls who read this, I HAVE A JOB. And that job requires me to wake up quite litterally at the crack of dawn (and now that it's not the middle of summer, before that). This means that if I want to function while working, I have to go to bed at an ungodly hour to most of you leaches, which is generally between 10 and 11. This also means that if you call me after midnight to chit chat, I'm not going to be nice to you, I don't care who the fuck you are. And if you're offended by my rude responses on the phone, then don't be rude and call me after fucking midnight when I have to work the next day.
You don't remember which days I have to work because sometimes they change and you're too drugged to even remember the normal days I work? Then just keep the standard of Monday through Friday in your little brain and life should be good for us both.
There are the exceptions: EMERGENCIES. If someone is in the ER or dead or needs a ride to the hospital (when I get a car), it's ok. Calling to say, "hi," is not.
This isn't pointed at any one person. There have been many offenders over the past few weeks, so don't think you're any kind of special to get a whole post just for you.
In other news, the Sentra was a dud, so the car search continues.