I think I am having a mental breakdown of some kind, but here goes and good luck finding out when the next post will be after this.
Somehow, I seem to have offended a few people this week. Maybe I should shut my trap or something, yeh that's it. Offering advice has always been my strong point, so it kinda bites, but I'll get over it. Trust me, don't ask for my advice, I'll be honest.
Secondly, I'm fucken pissed at my vet. He asked us to come in when Clio was 6 months old, because he wanted to check her and I thought, he wanted to see if he could do something. So, I took her in today and when he carried on like I was the paranoid mother or something, I asked him why he bothered to tell us to bring her in at 6months, if he knew we'd have to wait until she came into season?! You know what he said? "Oh, did I? Oh, well there's no reason, you have to be patient, go home and stop thinking about it and come back when she is ready".
I've got news for him, I aint coming back. Every time I go in there, he treats me like I'm a bloody psychotic, paranoid woman or something. Because I fucken enjoy paying $190 for the consultation and the enjoyment of being told Whoops! Fuck you Mr Vet. You've just lucked out on an entire lifetime of two cats and 1 dog vet bills.
And if I have to listen to a friend whinge and moan and carry on about the world and how it's all negative and shit, I'm going to lose it. Doesn't she realise that people get tired of being around her when she is always negative? And for seconds, I wish she would fucken stop being such a freeloader and offer to pay for things, like the trailer we're renting this weekend to pick up furniture for us and for her to bring it back to our place to store until she has space for it! She is whinging because I asked for her to bring her car to save us making two trips and therefore wasting fuel. She's become tighter than a fish's arse. I'm over it. I'm sick of being the bank. When we go out to shop etc, we ALWAYS take our car, she never offers to take hers.
Fuck it. I'm over and yeh sorry, I dont want any placations. Seriously, I'll be fine, so spare me right now, because it probably wont help and please dont take that personally, because heaven forbid I offend someone else by telling them to leave me alone. No honestly, I don't want any emails about this, ok? Thanks.
Finished.
Somehow, I seem to have offended a few people this week. Maybe I should shut my trap or something, yeh that's it. Offering advice has always been my strong point, so it kinda bites, but I'll get over it. Trust me, don't ask for my advice, I'll be honest.
Secondly, I'm fucken pissed at my vet. He asked us to come in when Clio was 6 months old, because he wanted to check her and I thought, he wanted to see if he could do something. So, I took her in today and when he carried on like I was the paranoid mother or something, I asked him why he bothered to tell us to bring her in at 6months, if he knew we'd have to wait until she came into season?! You know what he said? "Oh, did I? Oh, well there's no reason, you have to be patient, go home and stop thinking about it and come back when she is ready".
I've got news for him, I aint coming back. Every time I go in there, he treats me like I'm a bloody psychotic, paranoid woman or something. Because I fucken enjoy paying $190 for the consultation and the enjoyment of being told Whoops! Fuck you Mr Vet. You've just lucked out on an entire lifetime of two cats and 1 dog vet bills.
And if I have to listen to a friend whinge and moan and carry on about the world and how it's all negative and shit, I'm going to lose it. Doesn't she realise that people get tired of being around her when she is always negative? And for seconds, I wish she would fucken stop being such a freeloader and offer to pay for things, like the trailer we're renting this weekend to pick up furniture for us and for her to bring it back to our place to store until she has space for it! She is whinging because I asked for her to bring her car to save us making two trips and therefore wasting fuel. She's become tighter than a fish's arse. I'm over it. I'm sick of being the bank. When we go out to shop etc, we ALWAYS take our car, she never offers to take hers.
Fuck it. I'm over and yeh sorry, I dont want any placations. Seriously, I'll be fine, so spare me right now, because it probably wont help and please dont take that personally, because heaven forbid I offend someone else by telling them to leave me alone. No honestly, I don't want any emails about this, ok? Thanks.
Finished.
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