Seriously, if you can't figure out how to dial internationally on your own (hello, Google it!), I am not going to trouble myself to fill you in. Especially when what you want to do is call our onsite director in France on her cell phone, just to get the tracking number for your daughter's lost luggage. Seriously, why do you even need that? What can you possibly do from the US??
Masquerading as a normal person day after day is exhausting.
I am so sick of being condescended down to because people keep acting like I am some sweet, naive little girl so that they lie to "protect" me. To combat this, I act aloof and closed off. It's mostly guys that do this shit... its so fucking annoying. I have to hang out with these losers for the rest of the year.... gah......
Thursday she came over in the morning to drop off the lawnmower so I could mow the lawns for a property inspection. It was raining, and warm and humid and actually pretty nice, so we’re in the misty rain getting the mower out of her boot and get pretty wet by the time we’re done.
Get back inside and my mum looks at me and says “Have you had a perm?”
“Um, no mum, this is my hair”
“I didn’t know your hair was curly”
“Uhh, yeah mum, remember how when I was little it was straight and since I was about 13 it’s been going curly?”
“I think so...”
Now, this would be fine if I were the kind of person who straightens my hair all the time, but I am essentially lazy, so it stays down and curly more often than not and I KNOW my mother has seen it like this more than she has straight.
WTF mum? How can you NOT know I have curly hair?!!!
Terrible things happen to good people every day.
Consequentially, I am not one of the good people. I am one of the terrible things..