This brings me to my newest motto in life. DON'T F WITH MY S. You F with my S and it's over. I think that's fair, don't you, internet reader? In my living life positively, being nice, friendly and generally accommodating I have had more people try to F with my S, and I'll tell you my reaction isn't nice. Take that morning I rolled into Durox floor supply in Scarborough. Not even 8am, and I have a man rudely say "What are you waiting for?" So I must respond in my have been on the road since 6am haven't had coffee and you've being a fucking prick attitude "I'm waiting for my crap, it's being picked, and I'm going to my jobsite. In this occupation I don't take crap from anyone, so don't talk to me like that" Then they got my order wrong. Assholes! I am a woman in construction. I also look young, and for some reason even though I am nearly 30 the men on site look and talk to me like I am a child. I am sick and tired of it. I also had a site super calling me outside of the job which I finished for half a week. I didn't pick up his calls. I'm done, you're over 50, fuck off. Other stories exist in my working and private life, but some things don't need to be shared on the internet. Drawing the line.
Thoughts & Feelings
- Don't F with my S
- Changing plans and habits is ok
- Good things come to those who wait
- Friendships sometimes need space, it doesn't mean anything negative
- Candy is perfectly acceptable at any time of day
Until Next Time...