I am halfway into my work week, and this week is turning out to be crap. I'm getting hit with it from all angles, and I am starting to get fed up. No, that's wrong. I am fed up. Right about to here (gestures to eyeballs). I need to rant a little bit today, so bear with me.
I am fed up with...
... being treated like an idiot at work. Just because I work an entry-level job doesn't mean I am stupid. I am more educated that most of the people I work with, yet I get lumped in with the stereotype. Oh, and for the record, yelling at people on the phone isn't going to get you what you want any faster. It's going to get you hung up on.
... The Boss' dumb fucking cat. Remember that cute bastard she adopted in October? Yeah. Not so cute anymore. Even after getting him fixed, he's a little devil with claws and razor sharp teeth who's favorite thing to do is rip into me with them, leaving horrible scars on my arms and legs. I've had enough, and he'll be finding himself a new home by the end of the month.
... still being wrong when it is painfully obvious that I am right. This isn't about my ego or about being stubborn. It's about the often-complained-about double standard of relationships, and I am so fucking sick of it. If I am capable of conceding, why can't she?
... the pressure from The Boss to have a baby. My older sister is pregnant, and due in May. My younger sister just found out that she is pregnant, and is due in October. The Boss? Not pregnant, and bitter about it. I understand the desire for it, I honestly do. I understand that would only get worse seeing two family members being pregnant. But making me feel like I'm the bad guy for not feeling ready to be a father? Totally not fair.
... hearing about the economy on the news. Yes, we're all fucked. We get it. Hearing all the news people talking about it over and over and over and over and over again is like being kicked when I'm already down, and it makes me even more depressed about my tumbling credit score. I'm turning my TV off now. Call me when it's getting better.
... that fucking McDonald's Fillet-O-Fish commercial. I hear it once, and it will be stuck in my head all day. Damn you, McDonald's. Damn you.
What's been pissing you off lately, Internet? Let it out.