I have had such a wonderful week. I was on vacation all week and was able to take some time to work on myself. I have been to the gym five days this week and I am starting to feel great. I got my hair cut, and I love it. But just as you start to feel great there in the impending doom of knowing that Monday morning I will have to return to a job that I hate with people I hate in a town that I HATE!!!
I have lived in this town for about five years, and I can not wait to move! The following is a list of people that I have encountered in my time living here. These are just descriptions of generic people and in NO way resemble anyway that I REALLY know. ;-)
Meet Defensive Darla. Darla thinks that she is HOT shit! She loves to boss people around and treat them like absolute crap. Darla did not go to high school, she is WAY worse at spelling than I am! ( and that's pretty bad) She writes hearts as the tops her her I's. I mean don't you just hate people that do that! When you ask Darla how her day is.... she responds with "Why would you ask me something like that, what do you mean by that!" But people just let Darla do what she wants, and lets her act this way. And when you do try and defend yourself or stick up to Darla she starts screaming and being totally unreasonable. Darla can not have a reasonable conversation about ANYTHING. And when Darla greets you she call you hun, sweetie and chicki. I HATE Darla. Darla is good friends with Bad Breath Babette, and Lazy Lanette (don't worry you will meet those two later) and then when they get back from going out, Defensive Darla talks about them up and down. But to their face they are back to sweetie, and hun. I would rather poke my eyes out than have a encounter with Defensive Darla.
Next comes Bad Breath Babette. She at least holds employment, but she has not brushed her teeth in about 25 years. She smokes 700 hundred cigs a day and drinks about 900 cups a coffee a day. So you can paint your own visual for how these teeth must look. What makes Babette the BEST is that she is a close talker. You can honestly taste her breath in your mouth, and when you move away Babette thinks that she needs to get closer. She has NO social cues AT ALL! Babette needs a lot of attention. She has a constant need to be praised and LOVES to talk about herself. She is afraid of Defensive Darla so even though she is really mean to her Babette just goes along with it. She has got to be one of the most annoying people that I have ever met in my life!
Now I don't have quite as much to say about Lazy Lanette. Just that she is lazy. She still holds employment, but doesn't really like to do much when she is there. I'm not sure if she really understands what WORK is. It is actually really a place where you go to do WORK and get paid for it. But she is the least of my problems. At least she doesn't count her money out in pennies to buy cigs. She has a bank account. She is way different than The world owes me Owen. He is a real pain in my ass.
The world owes me Owen is on food stamps. (this is not a debate about food stamps, I think they are a fine tool for people that NEED them, not abuse them) Owen tries to buy energy drinks with his food stamps. When he buys cigs he has to ask the cashier to borrow 23 cents because he doesn't have enough money to feed his habit. He thinks that he should be able to smoke and not have to work. He never has his ID card to buy his smokes. And then gets mad when people will not sell him smokes. Because he thinks that the world owes him, and should know that he is old enough to buy them. Owen doesn't shower much because honestly he doesn't really have much going on. He just needs to drink and smoke pot. So why do you really need to be a functioning member of society when you can borrow money from people.
I really could go on and on but I will stop here for now. The nice thing about this world is that there are so many different people in it. That's what makes the world go round, if we were all the same it would be pretty boring. But that sure as hell doesn't mean that they don't annoy the shit out of you.
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