I got sent home from work cos even with my full face of slap on, It was obvious I was very poorly.
I hate being ill, but I hate being ill and alone more.
I remember the last time I was really ill, I had someone taking care of me, reminding me to eat and generally not taking any of my bullshit.
I had to force myself to leave the house this evening to go eat cos despite taking four doses of medicine, I had somehow gone the whole day completely forgetting to eat.
I’m not old enough to take care of myself, why do I think I’m an adult?
All I want is for someone to show up at my house with a warm body, some tissues that wont hurt my nose (I think I’ve bruised myself cos I’ve been blowing my nose non stop for three days) and a flask of hot tea.
I’m an overgrown baby.
I had to ask to get the flu and pneumonia jab ‘cos it’s clear my body loves to betray me and since I keep getting sick every month, something had to give.
wow, all those men are pieces of shit. i’m sorry you had to go through that :(
I honestly felt so angry but I like the fact that I know it’s cos they’re all idiots. I know not all men are that foolish and that’s probably my only source of joy. Thank you sis :)
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LOL omg at Yaya for still claiming she’s 5ft 9.
She cussed me out so much then infected me with her flu all because I reminded her that 5’8 should not be taller than 5’9 unless she’s actually 5’7 LMAO!
I laughed so hard. I swear best thing we’ve ever learnt is that you’re taller than her. Let’s bring her down to human levels :D
I went to a very shit bar last night.
There was some proper useless weirdness before I ended up there again but I wont get into that.
The first time I walked in, the music was shit, the staff delivered poor service and the clientèle were rude and annoying as shit.
I left and reluctantly went back after my friends coaxed and apologised to me.
When we got back in there, the music got a bit better but was too fucking loud to make sense. That put me off the place completely but I still stayed cos the owner was apparently a friend of a friend. Two seat moves after, I was beginning to settle into the spirit of a mediocre night out when the suya came out (honestly they have THE BEST suya I’ve ever tasted in London.) I perked right up and placed my order but after an hour had to cancel it cos the waiters had obviously forgotten me despite sitting directly outside the kitchen door and in their line of sight…
Anyway, there was another cook/waiter fucker that was touchy feely with my friends they hated it but just shrugged it off. I wasn’t in his line of passing so he couldn’t touch or talk to me - I was incredibly happy about that.
One time, I went to the bathroom and when I came back, was standing opposite where I’d been sitting so in the line of path of traffic and felt someone deliberately poke my butt. I turned immediately to see who it was and saw it was the touchy feely fucker.
He just walked off like nothing happened, did not acknowledge it one bit. I sat down for about five minutes debating with myself if that really just happened. Of course I knew it did but I was so shocked and so angry. I told one of my friends and told her I was going to tell the owner, she said yes I should and that the old fucker had grabbed another friend’s butt that same night!
I told my second friend who also agreed that I should tell the owner and called him over the next time he walked past us.
As soon as he came to me, I told him to caution his staff as I did not understand why I was being harassed by one of them. He asked what happened, and I told him and he asked me to identify the person. He brought the fool round and I repeated the statement - he touched my butt and walked away and the fucking twat denied it (as expected).
The owner however turned to me and said the guy would obviously not do it and I was mistaken and that got me really riled up. I asked him if he was calling me a liar and why I’d want to lie about that. My friends and I then told him that he had done the same thing to another friend. Luckily the other friend came back in at the same time and someone must have told her what the discussion was about cos she went to him and told him the fool also grabbed her.
He came back to me saying sorry, he would talk to him but my night had been ruined.
We spent about thirty more minutes in there and I got really angry and we all decided to leave.
As we were leaving, he came back to me to say sorry and I told him i didn’t want his sorry, I just wanted him to listen to me before blaming me for the shit that happened. He started asking me what I wanted him to do and that he had taken notice of it and warned the man but I told him he only had to listen to what I said before he started insinuating I was lying. And I reminded him that if my friend hadn’t come out too, he was prepared to ignore my complaint.
He said the man was an old man so he can’t just fire him. I told him I’m disappointed in him and his business and I’m never coming back to the place again. He said that’s fine but he’s saying sorry.
The whole conversation then started to really piss me off and irritate me and I said bye and told my girls I was done and we walked off.
I really fucking hate the way men will defer to protect each other before considering the validity of a complaint.
There were many layers to the interaction with the owner. I was not dressed for a night out, I do not fit beauty ideals, I really was not dressed to attract untoward attention from anyone. Earlier in the night, he tried to joke about how I speak twice and I shut him down on both occasions and my friend told him I rightfully said the ambience of his place was pretty shit the first time I walked in (extremely bad old school music kept starting and stopping blaring from one speaker at the very end of the bar which he actually admitted was right as the real DJ hadn’t started playing yet).
But I was a paying customer, he could have listened to me; but no. Blame first, ask questions later.
I really fucking hate men sometimes.
It’s no wonder I’ve lost all my libido, I can’t be attracted to people that don’t value me.
your nails look so cute! love the color and the shape of ur nails.
Thank you! but that’s @tyrabanksonabudget ‘s nails
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and my invite?
You’re always invited lover!
A+++ i was too lazy to come out and even now i only want my bed
Why didn’t you pick your phone? she was making noise about being 5’9 again. I needed back up.