Things I'd like to say out loud
1. SHUT THE FUCK UP. The talker will not stop talking today. I don’t want to know about her boyfriend’s shoes or how she’s trying to play matchmaker for her 21 year old daughter. She sounds like a spoiled brat so who would want to date her anyways?
2. Nobody cares what you’re talking about, talker. Yeah, sensing a pattern? I’ve been stuck with her all day and I’m slowly going crazy. I had to try and explain the bus schedule to her and she just kept talking about how she didn’t want to go to Springfield and I tell her to look on the other side and she says if she reads it from right to left, she’s really confused and I finally have to say LOOK AT THE LAST TWO TIMES ONLY. That is all you want! How is life this hard for her? How does she tie her shoes?
3. You’re such a bitch. This is not about the talker, merely another co-worker. And she really is. Her resting bitch face extends all the way down to her personality. I would like to tell her that she does not have to say every snarky thing that she thinks.
4. OMFG. Stop talking about my kid’s hair and how it’s horrible and looks dirty and how I should make him cut it/wash it every day. He’s a fucking teenager, I have no control over his hair, nor should I. It’s his fucking hair. This I would say to quite a few people. One being a friend I was out with Friday night who started in on it and I shut her down, then she had the fucking nerve to be pissed when I explained how a co-worker of mine talks about his hair negatively all the time. YOU DO IT TOO BITCH. No one but me had him CUT OUT OF HER STOMACH so only I can bitch about his hair. Which is probably WHY he keeps it long. Fucking hippy.
5. I really think with my kind of job that we shouldn’t have to work weekends…I suppose I do probably say that one out loud. At least I get a three day weekend next weekend.
6. You know very little of what you speak of when it’s not in our field of work. Please stop trying to give me doctor advice or glasses advice unless I fucking ask you. Also, stop being an uptight bitch. You don’t know everything about everyone and making sweeping generalizations of groups of people just makes you sound like an asshat. But I suppose I should follow this advice as I tend to just sweep you into the category of white picket fence, cookie cutout group. You know nothing about being homeless, living paycheck to paycheck, or having horrid parents who abuse you. Stop being so judge-y.
And finally…this one I can say out loud. Nails are not my friends. I can’t fucking type like this you guys.
2. Nobody cares what you’re talking about, talker. Yeah, sensing a pattern? I’ve been stuck with her all day and I’m slowly going crazy. I had to try and explain the bus schedule to her and she just kept talking about how she didn’t want to go to Springfield and I tell her to look on the other side and she says if she reads it from right to left, she’s really confused and I finally have to say LOOK AT THE LAST TWO TIMES ONLY. That is all you want! How is life this hard for her? How does she tie her shoes?
3. You’re such a bitch. This is not about the talker, merely another co-worker. And she really is. Her resting bitch face extends all the way down to her personality. I would like to tell her that she does not have to say every snarky thing that she thinks.
4. OMFG. Stop talking about my kid’s hair and how it’s horrible and looks dirty and how I should make him cut it/wash it every day. He’s a fucking teenager, I have no control over his hair, nor should I. It’s his fucking hair. This I would say to quite a few people. One being a friend I was out with Friday night who started in on it and I shut her down, then she had the fucking nerve to be pissed when I explained how a co-worker of mine talks about his hair negatively all the time. YOU DO IT TOO BITCH. No one but me had him CUT OUT OF HER STOMACH so only I can bitch about his hair. Which is probably WHY he keeps it long. Fucking hippy.
5. I really think with my kind of job that we shouldn’t have to work weekends…I suppose I do probably say that one out loud. At least I get a three day weekend next weekend.
6. You know very little of what you speak of when it’s not in our field of work. Please stop trying to give me doctor advice or glasses advice unless I fucking ask you. Also, stop being an uptight bitch. You don’t know everything about everyone and making sweeping generalizations of groups of people just makes you sound like an asshat. But I suppose I should follow this advice as I tend to just sweep you into the category of white picket fence, cookie cutout group. You know nothing about being homeless, living paycheck to paycheck, or having horrid parents who abuse you. Stop being so judge-y.
And finally…this one I can say out loud. Nails are not my friends. I can’t fucking type like this you guys.
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