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Really?
Dont you just love it when you have that person in your
life that just pisses you off to no end. I love it when they come up to you
with that meek, helpless dumbass sulky look on their jackass faces like what
they have going on is just so freakin traumatic. Bitch Please! You dont know
what traumatic is!
Not that I am the type of person that doesnt have a sympathetic bone in my body for someone truly in need. But when you come at me with your dumbassery I just want to cut you in the thhhoat and bitch slap the piss out of you. But I digress.
And they ask:
"Are you available to make this call for me tomorrow because its 5 oclock and they are already closed and I've got other shit I would rather be doing or want to do and would rather you take care of my responsibilities?" Which is not exactly the honesty question you will get but you get the idea.
Ok so Im busy and say "No". Then without blinking an eye there's the why not? question.
Like, freakin seriously, why not? Are you really asking me that? is what I'm thinking. As i feel my blood pressure starting to rise I answer politely "I have plans". All the while Im thinking, it took you 10 minutes to get off of your fatass to walk over here to ask me to do something that you could have already done before they closed, in the time it took you to walk over here. You freakin mouth breather!
Then wouldnt you know it, they ask What plans? Ok so Im so about to go freakin apeshit on this hefer.
"Seriously?" "Yes. What plans?" m'kay I think to myself, I know she aint really going here so I answer Im going Goat huntin. "Excuse me, did you say goat hunting?" "Yep goat huntin."
"What is goat hunting?"
"I ride my bike up to a farm in rural North Carolina, carve a spear out of a tree branch, then quietly stalk and kill a goat. It takes hours and hours."
"Why on earth would you do that?"
"There's no cell service there."
So Piss off and handle your own shit!
Not that I am the type of person that doesnt have a sympathetic bone in my body for someone truly in need. But when you come at me with your dumbassery I just want to cut you in the thhhoat and bitch slap the piss out of you. But I digress.
And they ask:
"Are you available to make this call for me tomorrow because its 5 oclock and they are already closed and I've got other shit I would rather be doing or want to do and would rather you take care of my responsibilities?" Which is not exactly the honesty question you will get but you get the idea.
Ok so Im busy and say "No". Then without blinking an eye there's the why not? question.
Like, freakin seriously, why not? Are you really asking me that? is what I'm thinking. As i feel my blood pressure starting to rise I answer politely "I have plans". All the while Im thinking, it took you 10 minutes to get off of your fatass to walk over here to ask me to do something that you could have already done before they closed, in the time it took you to walk over here. You freakin mouth breather!
Then wouldnt you know it, they ask What plans? Ok so Im so about to go freakin apeshit on this hefer.
"Seriously?" "Yes. What plans?" m'kay I think to myself, I know she aint really going here so I answer Im going Goat huntin. "Excuse me, did you say goat hunting?" "Yep goat huntin."
"What is goat hunting?"
"I ride my bike up to a farm in rural North Carolina, carve a spear out of a tree branch, then quietly stalk and kill a goat. It takes hours and hours."
"Why on earth would you do that?"
"There's no cell service there."
So Piss off and handle your own shit!
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