I admit to being a wee bit bitchy over the weekend. Hey, cut me some slack. If you have a 6 month-old baby who gets feverish when she's angry or at intervals during the day or night and she is starting to pick and choose who she likes or does not like based on how often she sees the people around her or if you've had a total of maybe 8 hours sleep within 60 hours, maybe you'd be bitchy too. Not to mention lack of sleep causes me to bloat, which some people have described as fat! Shows how much they don't know me. And not to mention how some people have decided that I lack energy and stamina. You try being on your feet all day while handling teenagers and colleagues as well as planning at least one month ahead and then going home to a baby who just can't understand yet why her mother disappears all day and leaves her at home. Trust me, I have the energy. I just wish people would stop thinking I do nothing but sit at my desk all day.
Anyway, I digress.
Have any of you seen those stickers on cars that say "Looking for your cat? Try under my tyres." or something to that effect. Yesterday, I was all bitchy so my reply was "Looking for your wife/girlfriend? Try your best friend's bed!"
And then there was one idiot who was trying to sell health thingies to my dad. He was an idiot because he started making comments to my dad when he saw my dad ordering one small bowl of laksa and one bowl of noodles. Then he started commenting on how we girls could use his products. I didn't hear what he said. If I had heard, I would have told him to "Please, please service your sour-faced wife because she looks like Satan just twisted her face before you talk about my father and his family." I would also have told him "If your product is making your wife look like the airport runway and your child look like a walking dead, then no thank you. I'd rather be smiling, happy and alive." I would have also told him "I've tried your product. It gives me gas and it is essentially a water diet. No nutrients at all. No wonder you have what looks like an undead family. As for yourself, she must have married you before she realised you were poor because you ain't nothing in the looks or behaviour department."
But my dad's comment was the best. "Come back and tell me what to do only after you've got a Mercedes like mine and 4 other cars as well."
Yes, I had a catty weekend. And I don't think it's over yet.
Anyway, I digress.
Have any of you seen those stickers on cars that say "Looking for your cat? Try under my tyres." or something to that effect. Yesterday, I was all bitchy so my reply was "Looking for your wife/girlfriend? Try your best friend's bed!"
And then there was one idiot who was trying to sell health thingies to my dad. He was an idiot because he started making comments to my dad when he saw my dad ordering one small bowl of laksa and one bowl of noodles. Then he started commenting on how we girls could use his products. I didn't hear what he said. If I had heard, I would have told him to "Please, please service your sour-faced wife because she looks like Satan just twisted her face before you talk about my father and his family." I would also have told him "If your product is making your wife look like the airport runway and your child look like a walking dead, then no thank you. I'd rather be smiling, happy and alive." I would have also told him "I've tried your product. It gives me gas and it is essentially a water diet. No nutrients at all. No wonder you have what looks like an undead family. As for yourself, she must have married you before she realised you were poor because you ain't nothing in the looks or behaviour department."
But my dad's comment was the best. "Come back and tell me what to do only after you've got a Mercedes like mine and 4 other cars as well."
Yes, I had a catty weekend. And I don't think it's over yet.
