Tuesday, November 24, 2009

You irritate me when . . .

  • I tell you to get information to me by a certain day and you finally respond the day after, then get all pissed that I didn't hold things up for you. A deadline is a deadline.
  • You feel the need to show how intelligent you are by composing paragraphs full of big words, but yet you misspell simple words. Get over yourself.
  • You think that microwaving a can of green beans is an acceptable Thanksgiving dish.
O.k., that's all. I just had to vent for a moment. Oh, and the surgery has been postponed until tomorrow morning, which is why I am blogging and not curled up in the fetal position, dying from the pain right now.

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