The Mish:
So. The deep-throating snot swallower of another post has calmed down somewhat towards me. Not so eager to be in my face. I like it. Makes me wonder if the verbal spray I gave her contained any spittle. HaHa.
I was pleasantly surprised to walk into the laundry-room with very little residents personals left from the previous shift. Still room for improvement; had ALL the socks, undies and bras etc. But only four outfits as opposed to the seventy-two from her last shift. She went ahead in leaps and bounds. Naturally, when I happened to run into the protégé [heh] I told her what a good job she did with the personals, then I made mention of there being NO Sock Fairy…she understood what I meant on my repeat of it.
The Mash:
We, as in the husband and I, often feel like we’ve been gypped, when the mom-in-law is doing her once a week cooking. It’s nearly always stuff that’s quick. Mac ‘n’ Cheese, canned whatever, and whatever-else with very little meat…Where’s The Beef?!…Or it’s stuff that’s sloppy. Now fer the most part I love sloppy food, I just know the husband is not fond of it. Sloppy food= almost anything made with hamburger mince.
Earlier she was scaring me, she’d been cooking on and off, since I got home from work. Over three hours worth. So either this was going to be a most magnificent feast OR we’d be guessing what left-overs she had managed to prise free from the downstairs freezer. I know one night I was eating a chilli from a few weeks back, it wasn’t a good chilli then, nor was it at it‘s encore. Blech. Turned out quite nice.
And now the Trash:
WTF is wrong with people?
If I had to go scrounging in my mums freezer [yeah pity she missed that effing chilli uh] and cupboards for food for my family on a regular weekly basis, I highly doubt I would be buying the twelve-yr-old DevilSpawn#1 a bloody cell-phone. WTF. No wonder they’re in debt and living week to fucking week…and not living it well-like. Then to go out and get ANOTHER phone bill.
Guess it’s just as easy to get three of them d/ced because you can’t pay the bill as it is two of ‘em.
I’d be cutting up that idiots money cards, then I’d be cutting off his fingers so he could never sign/punch in the numbers on an ATM ever again.
You really would think if you’ve had to file bankruptcy once, it’s not something you’d be itching to head towards a second frigging time. If in fact you can file it a second time. WTF. Me, if I was the one in charge I’d be thinking these people are too stupid to deserve another chance; fuck’EM let them wallow in their miserable debt.
I guess it’s one way of getting yer name in the paper…just not in the section you’d prefer it.
Once again, I ask ye, WTF is wrong with people!?!