I got nothing today…nothing but frustration. And now I’m going to vent. Welcome to bitching and moaning Tuesday…
So unless you and I chat on a regular basis in real life, you may be surprised to know that I’m something of a fucking medical mystery. And I can’t get a damn doctor to tell me what’s wrong. Hell, I can diagnose me better than these so called medical professionals. I’m a “doctor” of sorts, but not one that can refer myself to the right specialty so I can finally feel better. Fucking quacks. I hate them. I hate them all!
Joe fucking Girardi. What the hell is he thinking???? The Yanks lost the game last night not due to bad playing. They lost due to piss poor managing. What is with this “everybody gets a turn” mentality? It’s not little league Joe. I don’t care if the whole bench and bullpen get a shot at the victory. I want a win! You’re wasting our pitching staff on 1-2 at bats!
I’ve got a bet going with Matty over the outcome of the postseason. His Phillies better start sucking it up like the minor leaguers they are because I have no intention of losing this bet.
I was so sick last night that I could barely lift my head off the pillow. And yet, I still ended up putting Andrew to bed. Explain to me why when men are sick, the fucking world has to be put on hold for them until they feel better and when a woman is sick, she continues to do everything that has to be done, regardless of how lousy she feels?
And now I have to run and meet with a client… One who I’m sure is going to be thrilled at having to pay my hourly rate for his stupidity in not complying with the mechanics lien law and improperly glommed some poor guy’s dump truck. That’s right boys and girls. THIS is how I spend my afternoon.
Anyway… I feel so much better after getting that off my chest.
How was your day, dear?
10 comments:
Ahhh now I see why you had a bad day. I laughed at the pictures part, I can only imagine how silly it's gotta feel pretending you are researching and nonsense.
They should just put a picture of one of you screaming at the opposing counsel, with them having a look of worry and terrifying weakness.
I will chat about your health later, but Posadas homer would have won the game if the guy had not gotten thrown out at second.
Library shots don't look posed? Ok....
Now you have me worried about you and your health.
Oh, my poor girl! Sorry you're having such a shitty day/week. If I could I'd give you a hug, and put Andrew to bed so you can rest. Hubby needs to be slapped upside the head! Tell your colleagues to suck it and go on vacation... if you'll still have a job when you return!
Mr C: Sounds like a great shot. :P I'll keep the one of me lounging on the conference room table! And I rarely scream at opposing counsel... unless it's deserved
Otin: But we won tonight, despite the stupid base running errors and all.
blue violet: candid posed shots. weird concept, huh? don't worry about my health - a little daily lightheadedness never killed anyone. :)
Ms S: Thanks girl. How's it going in bama this week?
I hope you can find some kind of solution to your health dilemma.
I think there is a lot of stupid going around right now.
Hang in there.
i've often wondered that about men. when they get sick they can't so shit and when women get sick they still manage to do it all. amazing.
A medical mystery? Have my wife take a look at you. We call her the doctor around here. She always knows more than the actual doctors.
Best of luck on the bet.
Sorry I missed this post so I could send you a virtual hug when it really mattered...but HUGZ anyway!
I'm with you - when men get sick, the world STOPS for them, but when WE are sick, NOTHING stops. I've been sick all week, but haven't had time to really rest because Mommy Duties can't be put on hold.
Hope you're feeling better soon!!
And posed candid pictures? That's crazy! :)
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