I’m sure it’s because I’m being sensitive lately, but some comments by some people just make me want to pop them in the nose. For instance, I was talking to a woman that is in my A&P lab, and she asked me how many months pregnant am I. I’m not quite clear on months vs. weeks equivalents, so I said I think being that I’m 14 weeks now, I’m somewhere around my 4th months of pregnancy. And do you know what she said to me in reply? I have to keep in mind that she’s from Peru and maybe the culture there allows this kind of thing, but she told me that I’m TOO BIG for being only 4 months! She said that I should watch what I eat. UUGGGH! I can’t believe someone has the balls to say that to a pregnant woman! I mean, I’ve gained a total of like 5 pounds in the past 14 weeks. Maybe I should be smaller, but GODDAMN IT, I can’t shrink now, so please! Lay off the fat comments. Then last night I had the most awful dreams about having 6 chins and being teased for my weight and being too big to get through doors – it was NOT fun. I hate people.
Then today, my best friend JC decided he had a “problem”, and instead of coming over here like EVERYONE ELSE DOES, he actually wrote to me in an IM that he wanted me to stop by his desk when I got a chance, because typing out his question would be “too difficult”. Fuck him. I told him I have a headache so I’m not moving, he can just write me a note. Or fucking visit. GOD. Like he has the RIGHT to demand that I COME TO HIM! Grr.
Dude! Who made you boss? The “enforcer” of office door locking policy? How annoying. And who are you to assume that the new dude did it!?! I mean, we all leave our keys in the office once in a while when we run out to go pee, and by the same token we could all forget to turn the stupid lock the full turn when we come back in. And fucking really dude, is anyone going to come in here and steal shit? While we’re all sitting here, watching over our stuff? What an idiot. JC is a true fucking idiot. His stupid sweatshirts, and baggy stupid jeans, and stupid girlfriend, and stupid high-and-mighty attitude about everything – the entire idea of JC makes me want to vomit. And he just came around to John’s cube and told him that he has to make sure he locks the door, because “someone” didn’t lock it. Fucking bastard. It’s sad, but these little things bother me all the more when they’re coming from such a prick, because he just NEEDS to be put in his place, but I don’t see that happening any time soon, cuz he’s such a douchebag nobody even wants to talk to him (unless they’re best buds), cuz we’re sure we’ll be talking to a wall! Though it would not have benefited Jay in the least, I would have really liked to have seen him punch JC square in the nose, so that he bleeds all over the place, and then maybe cries a little. Douchebag. Ugh. Sorry, totally useless post, but I had to get it outta my system. I need to study my lab notes for class this evening, and I can’t afford to have stupid annoyances cluttering up my brain.
