You know how, when you’re a kid growing up, you promise yourself that there are certain things you’re never going to be? And then you end up being exactly what you didn’t want to be?I think I’m making the final move towards being what I didn’t want to be. I have become Mrs. Crankypants. Allow me to add a picture of what I’m feeling like lately.
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Oh, no. One of the barbie princesses white trash soap opera stars that I work with finally got fired. (They seem to think they’re barbie princesses so everyone has to kneel and kiss their asses. I will never be one of those people.)
I refer to them as “my white trash soap opera” because I get the pleasure (and it is funny, really) of listening to them discuss their lives everyday during lunch. “My baby daddy” this and “his skanky girlfriend” that. They all have a minimum of one child and one baby daddy. Two of them share a baby daddy. That’s class right there.
