I don't want to deal with people moving in. I'm sick as shit I feel dizzy, and no I don't want to hear about how promiscus you are, i don't give a fuck that the guy you slept with no longer talks to you. Yes wear a suit, it's a wedding. fuuuuccckkkkkk. trying to figure everything out last minute? fuck you.
act as smart as you really are and you're a bitch or intimidating
act like a ditz and you're not to be taken seriously
there's no fucking winning until you've put in months of hard work and proven that you can do just as well as or better than the guys and even then, whenever they bring in a new boss it all starts over again.
and no matter what don't say what you're thinking or everyone will think you're kind of odd
so much work just trying to figure out how people work and how to play nice
work hard, redesign things to make it more efficient, figure out how to cut overhead for an entire section and then someone else comes in and they don't take you seriously because you're small and you're a girl and you look young and come across as quirky and like that you get your wings clipped
because you aren't what's expected
fuck that so hard in the ass that it turns inside out
“The good are innocent and create justice. The bad are guilty, which is why they invent mercy.” -Terry Pratchett
i've never been in an irl fight but i hope to someday. only if i win though.
my boss put balloons on our street sign bc there was a sporting event today, and apparently drunk people and balloons are not a good combo. so i was essentially like an elderly person yelling "get off my lawn" but at people trying to pop our balloons.
I was waiting for my menses. Instead you thought this cycle wouldn't be complete without a second ovulation. Are you trying to get me pregnant? Because at least wait until my mom's retired, so I don't have to spend all my money on a babysitter.