Today I hate…
* Rude people. I was having a rather civilised conversation with a coworker and another (rather forceful) person entered our office, without knocking and proceeded to completely interrupt our conversation. I have no idea what she was talking about because she was addressing someone else and I refused to cease my conversation just because the manner-less wonder is clearly devoid of all social graces. So we just screamed over the top of each other until she got her point across and left. She actually parked her annoying butt IN BETWEEN myself and the lady I was having a conversation with. Spacial and social awareness people!
* The really shitty toasted sandwich that I ate for dinner last night. Courtesy of Mr Squiggle. It was pungent with the taste of his bad attitude at having to make dinner when he really didn’t want to. One should never cook when cranky.
* My own hypochondria. Browny told me that if you squeeze a pimple that’s in the area in between your eyes the pus shoots backwards into your brain and you basically drown, inwardly, in your own diseased fluid. It may or may not be true but being fully aware of this ‘fact’ I chose to recklessly indulge in a little facial archaeology yesterday and squeezed a spot that was smack bang in the danger area. My left eye is all blurry today and I’m now convinced that I have a brain tumour. It’s ruining my generally sunny disposition.
* When my bum itches from sitting on the grass.
* Useless people. Just big fat wastes of space. I don’t feel like I need to elaborate on this point. You know who you are. And if you don’t, everyone else does and hates you. Peace out, losers.
Come on! Jump on board the Cranky Pants Brigade!
Love Lady Smaggle
xxx