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What's the scoop on potato pancakes? they any good or what?
FUCK!!Did you submit your time card timely?
Lathered with chocolate syrup and whipped cream and sprinkles???What's the scoop on potato pancakes? they any good or what?
Neighbor update:
The ladies who don't do their own yardwork went all out and attached two strings of lights to their house to get in the christmas spirit. One blue and one white. Illuminating 15% of the front of your house looks awesome.
okay. submitted under the deadline. a bitch is gonna get paid on friday. whew.
Now. Onto theexcu-*ahem* reason(s): I was going to submit yesterday because I was busy doing stuff on Saturday. But that bitch ass texts me at 7am on Sunday, asking if he has meetings (in NY) on Tuesday, or if that's *just* his travel day. So I tell him, "It's just a travel day. Do you prefer to take a redeye back on Monday night?" Now let's remind everyone... he specifically agreed to come back on Tuesday several weeks ago when we talked about this trip. So he says, "I wonder. Is it possible?" What do you think, fuck face? Anything is possible if you pay enoughSo I say, "sure, let me look at flights." Let's also remind our dear readers that his flight is scheduled to depart in roughly 5 hours from his initial text. So I call the travel desk (not the regular one, but the after-hours call center who i lovingly refer to as "The B Squad"). They are surprisingly competent this time and tell me that he can get on either the 9pm, that he prefers but it's biz on AA or the 10pm which is his preference, carrier-wise because it's Mint on JB. While on the phone with them, I text him to let him know his options. He says he'll take the earlier and leave his dinner earlier. I tell them and they let me know that he's already checked in for his flight, so they'll have to uncheck him and he'll have to recheck - i ask him if he's okay with that, he says yes. Done & done... almost. About an hour later, he calls me, absolutely UNHINGED. "WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO?! I TRIED TO CHECK IN AND NOW IT SAYS I'M ON STANDBY? THEY ARE SO FUCKING STUPID! NOW I'M NOT GOING TO GET THE SEAT I WANTED! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?" I'm in my car because i figure I might as well get a jump on the day now that he's already stirred me from my slumber, so i'm like, "What? They unchecked you, you check back in... it's a formality because you technically changed airlines. "THEY GAVE MY SEAT AWAY! THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID! WHAT THE FUCK?! THEY NEED TO FIX THIS!" So I tell him, "i'm in the car right now but I'll call them and get it resolved." In the meantime, he texts, "From now on I'm booking my own travel. I don't need this agency. They are terrible." So I call them and they assure me he is checked in and that his seat says standby because it's still processing. I text him, "Seat assignment will be done at the airport but it's still biz class. You are checked in." Crybaby says, (yes, in 3 texts)"
That doesn't matter.
I had a specific seat I wanted.
It won't be available now.
I swear, I can feel the tears in his eyesSo I call them back to see if I can talk to someone directly about getting the chione in his specific fucking seat, whereupon they let me know that the flight is sold out and he IS in business class and the ONLY seat left is the one he paid for, so he'll get his stupid fucking window seat (that *I* picked, NOT HIM, btw).
So then he texts: "I called & got it added...which makes me wonder why I need a travel agency. I would like to have a call with the travel agency when I get back to talk about the expectations on customer service. sorry again to bother you with this today."
His sassy mouth soured me on all things work-related so I ignored my timecard, too. But he's definitely going to get charged for that Sunday work next pay period. BIGLY.
Fucking 1%'ers are the biggest crybabies. He keeps trying to tell me he's lower maintenance than the last one (the last one was just bougie as hell, not particularly difficult) and I respond with
Tl;drokay. submitted under the deadline. a bitch is gonna get paid on friday. whew.
Now. Onto theexcu-*ahem* reason(s): I was going to submit yesterday because I was busy doing stuff on Saturday. But that bitch ass texts me at 7am on Sunday, asking if he has meetings (in NY) on Tuesday, or if that's *just* his travel day. So I tell him, "It's just a travel day. Do you prefer to take a redeye back on Monday night?" Now let's remind everyone... he specifically agreed to come back on Tuesday several weeks ago when we talked about this trip. So he says, "I wonder. Is it possible?" What do you think, fuck face? Anything is possible if you pay enoughSo I say, "sure, let me look at flights." Let's also remind our dear readers that his flight is scheduled to depart in roughly 5 hours from his initial text. So I call the travel desk (not the regular one, but the after-hours call center who i lovingly refer to as "The B Squad"). They are surprisingly competent this time and tell me that he can get on either the 9pm, that he prefers but it's biz on AA or the 10pm which is his preference, carrier-wise because it's Mint on JB. While on the phone with them, I text him to let him know his options. He says he'll take the earlier and leave his dinner earlier. I tell them and they let me know that he's already checked in for his flight, so they'll have to uncheck him and he'll have to recheck - i ask him if he's okay with that, he says yes. Done & done... almost. About an hour later, he calls me, absolutely UNHINGED. "WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO?! I TRIED TO CHECK IN AND NOW IT SAYS I'M ON STANDBY? THEY ARE SO FUCKING STUPID! NOW I'M NOT GOING TO GET THE SEAT I WANTED! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?" I'm in my car because i figure I might as well get a jump on the day now that he's already stirred me from my slumber, so i'm like, "What? They unchecked you, you check back in... it's a formality because you technically changed airlines. "THEY GAVE MY SEAT AWAY! THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID! WHAT THE FUCK?! THEY NEED TO FIX THIS!" So I tell him, "i'm in the car right now but I'll call them and get it resolved." In the meantime, he texts, "From now on I'm booking my own travel. I don't need this agency. They are terrible." So I call them and they assure me he is checked in and that his seat says standby because it's still processing. I text him, "Seat assignment will be done at the airport but it's still biz class. You are checked in." Crybaby says, (yes, in 3 texts)"
That doesn't matter.
I had a specific seat I wanted.
It won't be available now.
I swear, I can feel the tears in his eyesSo I call them back to see if I can talk to someone directly about getting the chione in his specific fucking seat, whereupon they let me know that the flight is sold out and he IS in business class and the ONLY seat left is the one he paid for, so he'll get his stupid fucking window seat (that *I* picked, NOT HIM, btw).
So then he texts: "I called & got it added...which makes me wonder why I need a travel agency. I would like to have a call with the travel agency when I get back to talk about the expectations on customer service. sorry again to bother you with this today."
His sassy mouth soured me on all things work-related so I ignored my timecard, too. But he's definitely going to get charged for that Sunday work next pay period. BIGLY.
I'm a storyteller! Can't leave out the pertinent details!Tl;dr
okay. submitted under the deadline. a bitch is gonna get paid on friday. whew.
Now. Onto theexcu-*ahem* reason(s): I was going to submit yesterday because I was busy doing stuff on Saturday. But that bitch ass texts me at 7am on Sunday, asking if he has meetings (in NY) on Tuesday, or if that's *just* his travel day. So I tell him, "It's just a travel day. Do you prefer to take a redeye back on Monday night?" Now let's remind everyone... he specifically agreed to come back on Tuesday several weeks ago when we talked about this trip. So he says, "I wonder. Is it possible?" What do you think, fuck face? Anything is possible if you pay enoughSo I say, "sure, let me look at flights." Let's also remind our dear readers that his flight is scheduled to depart in roughly 5 hours from his initial text. So I call the travel desk (not the regular one, but the after-hours call center who i lovingly refer to as "The B Squad"). They are surprisingly competent this time and tell me that he can get on either the 9pm, that he prefers but it's biz on AA or the 10pm which is his preference, carrier-wise because it's Mint on JB. While on the phone with them, I text him to let him know his options. He says he'll take the earlier and leave his dinner earlier. I tell them and they let me know that he's already checked in for his flight, so they'll have to uncheck him and he'll have to recheck - i ask him if he's okay with that, he says yes. Done & done... almost. About an hour later, he calls me, absolutely UNHINGED. "WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO?! I TRIED TO CHECK IN AND NOW IT SAYS I'M ON STANDBY? THEY ARE SO FUCKING STUPID! NOW I'M NOT GOING TO GET THE SEAT I WANTED! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?" I'm in my car because i figure I might as well get a jump on the day now that he's already stirred me from my slumber, so i'm like, "What? They unchecked you, you check back in... it's a formality because you technically changed airlines. "THEY GAVE MY SEAT AWAY! THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID! WHAT THE FUCK?! THEY NEED TO FIX THIS!" So I tell him, "i'm in the car right now but I'll call them and get it resolved." In the meantime, he texts, "From now on I'm booking my own travel. I don't need this agency. They are terrible." So I call them and they assure me he is checked in and that his seat says standby because it's still processing. I text him, "Seat assignment will be done at the airport but it's still biz class. You are checked in." Crybaby says, (yes, in 3 texts)"
That doesn't matter.
I had a specific seat I wanted.
It won't be available now.
I swear, I can feel the tears in his eyesSo I call them back to see if I can talk to someone directly about getting the chione in his specific fucking seat, whereupon they let me know that the flight is sold out and he IS in business class and the ONLY seat left is the one he paid for, so he'll get his stupid fucking window seat (that *I* picked, NOT HIM, btw).
So then he texts: "I called & got it added...which makes me wonder why I need a travel agency. I would like to have a call with the travel agency when I get back to talk about the expectations on customer service. sorry again to bother you with this today."
His sassy mouth soured me on all things work-related so I ignored my timecard, too. But he's definitely going to get charged for that Sunday work next pay period. BIGLY.
How about "The Not-So-Young Prick?"
That's okay... As long as you BELIEVE!!!I'm a storyteller! Can't leave out the pertinent details!
I bet this is why I talk so fast IRL. Gotta get all my words in before I get interrupted and/or lose my train of thought![]()
Holy shit!okay. submitted under the deadline. a bitch is gonna get paid on friday. whew.
Now. Onto theexcu-*ahem* reason(s): I was going to submit yesterday because I was busy doing stuff on Saturday. But that bitch ass texts me at 7am on Sunday, asking if he has meetings (in NY) on Tuesday, or if that's *just* his travel day. So I tell him, "It's just a travel day. Do you prefer to take a redeye back on Monday night?" Now let's remind everyone... he specifically agreed to come back on Tuesday several weeks ago when we talked about this trip. So he says, "I wonder. Is it possible?" What do you think, fuck face? Anything is possible if you pay enoughSo I say, "sure, let me look at flights." Let's also remind our dear readers that his flight is scheduled to depart in roughly 5 hours from his initial text. So I call the travel desk (not the regular one, but the after-hours call center who i lovingly refer to as "The B Squad"). They are surprisingly competent this time and tell me that he can get on either the 9pm, that he prefers but it's biz on AA or the 10pm which is his preference, carrier-wise because it's Mint on JB. While on the phone with them, I text him to let him know his options. He says he'll take the earlier and leave his dinner earlier. I tell them and they let me know that he's already checked in for his flight, so they'll have to uncheck him and he'll have to recheck - i ask him if he's okay with that, he says yes. Done & done... almost. About an hour later, he calls me, absolutely UNHINGED. "WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO?! I TRIED TO CHECK IN AND NOW IT SAYS I'M ON STANDBY? THEY ARE SO FUCKING STUPID! NOW I'M NOT GOING TO GET THE SEAT I WANTED! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?" I'm in my car because i figure I might as well get a jump on the day now that he's already stirred me from my slumber, so i'm like, "What? They unchecked you, you check back in... it's a formality because you technically changed airlines. "THEY GAVE MY SEAT AWAY! THIS IS SO FUCKING STUPID! WHAT THE FUCK?! THEY NEED TO FIX THIS!" So I tell him, "i'm in the car right now but I'll call them and get it resolved." In the meantime, he texts, "From now on I'm booking my own travel. I don't need this agency. They are terrible." So I call them and they assure me he is checked in and that his seat says standby because it's still processing. I text him, "Seat assignment will be done at the airport but it's still biz class. You are checked in." Crybaby says, (yes, in 3 texts)"
That doesn't matter.
I had a specific seat I wanted.
It won't be available now.
I swear, I can feel the tears in his eyesSo I call them back to see if I can talk to someone directly about getting the chione in his specific fucking seat, whereupon they let me know that the flight is sold out and he IS in business class and the ONLY seat left is the one he paid for, so he'll get his stupid fucking window seat (that *I* picked, NOT HIM, btw).
So then he texts: "I called & got it added...which makes me wonder why I need a travel agency. I would like to have a call with the travel agency when I get back to talk about the expectations on customer service. sorry again to bother you with this today."
His sassy mouth soured me on all things work-related so I ignored my timecard, too. But he's definitely going to get charged for that Sunday work next pay period. BIGLY.
Needs more sexy intrigue....I'm a storyteller! Can't leave out the pertinent details!
I bet this is why I talk so fast IRL. Gotta get all my words in before I get interrupted and/or lose my train of thought![]()
Is a foot in his ass sexy enough for ya?Needs more sexy intrigue....
You catch more flies with honey than vinegar....Is a foot in his ass sexy enough for ya?
My nails are painted a festive pink.![]()
what the hell is wrong with you? who the fuck wants to catch flies? gross! pervert.You catch more flies with honey than vinegar....
toes and fingers??
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