I feel like I am on top of my game this morning. Feeling confident that my hair is combed and my teeth are brushed. I'm all like, " ya, I showered today," in my head so, of course, I have the attitude to go along with it.
By the time I got to work, someone had left me an orange, I decided I would eat it. I am peeling my orange and the maintenance man walks by my office and says, "Geez, you're eating again!"
No Douschewad I decided to get an IV that gives me nutrients, of course I am fucking eating again. What in the world is your problem that you would ever think that that would be appropriate to say to me or any person, "Geez, you're eating again."
Trying to be a professional and shocked by the ignorant words that he so easily spewed from his mouth, I simply replied, "ya, that's what people do to survive." I sat in silence for probably 5 minutes while I thought of all the awful responses I could have said to him.
I pray for his wife and hope to God that he gives her the patience and tolerance she needs to deal with that man. I eat food. I like food. I eat it about three times a day.
And that my friends, is why I am single.
