Sandra
Well firstly I just am. Always have been. You've either
got it or you haven't, kind of thing. But to expand, well there has to be
an iota of selfishness going on. Like do I have to give a reason why I
want to spend the weekend on my own and do I have to make up stuff
(illness/financial strain etc.) in order for you to accept that my idea of fun
is not to go to crowded bars so that you can point out your idea of eligible men
to me whilst I am just wondering when the hell can I go outside and have a
cigarette. Well if you can't handle me saying 'thanks but I'm happy having
a weekend to myself' then you just don't get it. Alone? How can you
be alone? Quite easily thanks.
That's not the only example of selfishness but you will get the
drift....
However maybe I do want to go out once in a while, but can I for once ever
manage to get a date out of you that isn't 4 months in advance (and liable to be
cancelled last minute)? I know you have children and blah, blah, blah but
isn't it about time that you left them with their father for 3 hours without a
set of instructions as long as war and peace and a phone call every 10
minutes?
Let's get on to the workplace scenario. I'm a diligent worker.
I know my job, I do it well. I go out of my way to help out where I
can. This does not mean that some line manager of another department can
stick trivial crap on my desk or ask me to cover for someone else's sickie just
because 'good old Sandra will'......... You will be met with a sharp 'no, I
can't' and none of this 'but, but, but....' nonsense. My email address
does not contain the words 'doormat@....com' and nor is there a proviso in my
job description that just because I'm organised and can prioritise that someone
earning more than me who can't organise themselves never mind their staff can
count on me when it all goes tits up through pure lack of knowing what the hell
is going on with your own department.
Driving, well I'm happy to tootle along and yes I will let someone pull out
in front of me in slow traffic and yes I will give way where give way is
necessary, but sometimes there are circumstances and vehicles and drivers which
make these everyday niceties hard for me. Bumper stickers and those
'little angel on board' things get right up my nose. Oh, look you are
showing your sense of humour, how marvelous, haven't you just brightened up my
day? Or yes, please enlighten the world to your ability to procreate and
then expect special treatment on the roads because of the angelic child you
ferry around (except they are now 19 and haven't been anywhere near you whilst
driving since age 11 when you became too much of an embarrassment to be driven
around with).
And don't get me started on the use of mobile phones whilst driving
around. Oh aren't you important? Aren't you popular? Why the
need for this ego boost of having to be on the phone 24/7 because all the world
around you will come to a halt if you aren't available to talk to for 10
minutes. Get over yourself will you. I hope you get seen by a
traffic cop and fined on the spot. You'll have to ring someone else up
then to whinge to them about the injustice of it all won't you?
There is lots more to me but I wouldn't wish to go on and on.
I'll just leave you with my last parting comment in that I salted a slug
the other night. I only feel slightly bad but quite frankly he got in my
house and he deserved it.
Country: United Kingdom
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