Sweet, Sweet Fantasy

I am dying to hate fuck some guy that I can’t stand.

I want to brutalize is this mother fucker, like leave him with anal fissures for sure.

It would bring me such joy, but alas this will never come to fruition.

Why? Well, believe it or not, somebody was retarded enough to marry this tool and I don’t play the wifed up shit anymore.

Damn me and my morals!

I assume it is only a matter of time till his wife leaves him anyway. What reasonable human good spend eternity with such a complete dick?

Here’s hoping for a failed marriage!

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The meeting is a staple of Corporate America and it makes sense that it is. Where else do you gather a bunch of people who talk in circles, accomplish nothing and still pat themselves on the backs like huge strides were made?

I am the lucky lady who gets to attend yet another one of these stuck in the mud gatherings.

I wonder if anything will get resolved, oh wait, I know, it won’t.

I wouldn’t mind attending if there was some sort of productivity, but these are just a waste of time. I hate when other people waste my time. I can waste my own time, but when others do it, it drives me insane.

I wish myself luck in this venture today and hopefully I don’t completely freak out. I’ve been a bit on edge lately. This should make for an interesting mix.

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Oblivious Dolt

I will never understand people’s inability to pick up on social cues.

There is this person who I can’t stand, but the man is a complete fool and absolutely believes that I enjoy him. I Don’t!!!!

Unfortunately due to the circumstances I can’t just say, “I don’t like you.” Which in any real world situation without constraints is precisely what I would say to him.

Here’s the thing, I don’t know why he likes me. I’m not particularly nice to him. I don’t fuck around with him the way I do with people who I do like.

I’m so not one of those people who likes people just¬†because they like me. I’ve always had people who like me for some reason and yet, ¬†I can’t stand them.

It makes no sense. I don’t like me. Why would other people like me? Especially people that I’m an asshole to.

Dear Lord give me strength to not blow up on this stupid, useless imbecile!


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