Have you SEEN me?

Formerly Not So Much. . .the daily musings of a 26-year-old PYT whose self-love is superceded only by her obnoxiously endearing ability to remind you at all times just how fabulous she is. Guys too stupid to realize how lucky they are to be graced with her presence? Woman with 4-pack abs climbs onto the elliptical trainer next to her? Arrives at Chick-Fil-A at 10:37, only to learn she has missed her opportunity for a chicken biscuit? She throws all these setbacks off with disdain. . .after all, have you SEEN her??

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Blowing my "cover" (but not a "cover")

You know what's irritating. When you're not feeling well, and you're trying to explain to your boss, your teacher, your colleagues, your mom, or whomever why you're neglecting your work, going home to work, cutting class, whatever, and you're trying to emphasize that you don't feel well (probably partly consciously, partly because you don't feel well) by speaking quietly, especially from someone like me who is usually very forceful of voice, and the person to whom you're speaking is like, "WHAT?!? I DIDN'T HEAR QUITE WHAT YOU SAID!!" "I'M FUCKING SICK, ASSHOLE, I'LL BE WORKING FROM HOME IF ANYONE NEEDS ME!!!!" I really do feel like ass, but you deaf idiots are blowing my cover by forcing me to re-live it in loud tones every 2 minutes from 1:15 until I leave. That doesn't sound like someone who's not feeling well. It sounds like someone who may not feel well, but more so, is irritated. Which was also true, at the point I had to recapitulate my symptoms every 2 minutes.

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