Jako że jest poniedziałek, zima znowu zaskoczyła kierowców, uciekł mi tramwaj, a następny po prostu nie przyjechał, po drodze same wypadki, tylko czekałam co jeszcze się zjebie i nie zawiodłam się oczywiście. A mianowicie w robo nie ma wody. W związku z tym, ani pracownicy, ani petenci nie skorzystają z kibla, nie umyją rąk, ani naczyń, za to wszyscy elegancko zmarzniemy, bo właśnie wysiadło ogrzewanie.
Naczelne szefostwo wpadło na najlepszy pomysł zażegnania kryzysu, o jakim mogliśmy marzyć- NALEŻY NATYCHMIAST ZDJĄĆ TABLICZKI INFORMUJĄCE O BRAKU MOŻLIWOŚCI KORZYSTANIA Z TOALET.
"proszę państwa, sytuacja opanowana, zaraz na parkingu ustawiony zostanie toi toi."
No tak, to rozwiąże sprawę. Zaraz lecę ustawić się w kilkugodzinnej kolejce po chore podwozie, bo przecież wcale nie jest poniżej zera. Weźcie mnie czymcie, bo tak się jakby ździebko wkurwiłam.
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Well, I log onto Tumblr and walk right into "I'm not happy that girl saved tourists from a tsunami," an argument over how to have culture and a bunch of fandoms I don't know.
Hellsite living up to its name this Monday!
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Can my body stop hurting?!! Like I know, I'm hungry. I know I need food. But if I eat, it just comes back up because my body won't keep anything down. So why the hell does my body insist on making me feel my stomach do the thing! I want to be able to eat. I want to! I'm so tired of throwing up.
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listen. I know my family is bad at communication and acknowledgement of receipt of Thing but when the one thing that consistently happens semi-annually is that I get fussed at for not confirming I received something, it irks me a smidge.
Like if I'm expected to always confirm "Hey I got your [communication/gift]" then why aren't they doing it back? Especially considering the communication in this instance has really actually very important information they will want to know if they want to stay in contact with me.
Like????
Even if I'd just gotten a "K" in response, like. at least it would have let me know they got the damn thing. I sent this email TWO WEEKS AGO and only one person responded - and it was practically immediate too. Like... i know folks are busy, i know shit's going on. I get it. But it would help me feel so much less like I'm suddenly a pariah in the family out of nowhere if like one of the people I'd sent this to had just responded in some way shape or form.
I'd have answered a phone call - i wouldn't have liked it, but i'd have done it. A letter in the mail to my current address even. a message in a bottle probably wouldn't get to me because i'm pretty far from the beaches of the great lakes, and also they're even farther, but like. something right?
my sister at least confirmed she got it and just forgot to respond. i imagine that's what happened with everyone else because we have the same mental illnesses and look. i do it too. but also? also?? i was hounded to respond quickly to things, i was told off every time i wasn't responding within a half hour of any communication. I was asked instantly the next time they saw me if I'd gotten it, even if i hadn't had a chance to see the thing yet.
So forgive me, family, if I'm a little peeved off that all y'all are allowed to "forget to respond" for two whole fucking weeks and then a few extra days (because it's been 2 weeks, 3 days exactly) when i can't let something sit in the mailbox for 2 days because i couldn't get to my mailbox easily while living on my own without getting a phone call or text or email that there should be something waiting in there for me.
*enraged screeching*
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