Monday, October 10, 2011

Sigh... Random Work Bitches Make Me Sick

So mondays I leave work early for my doctors appts.  But today because of before/after care tom fuckery I would have to pickup Mini from school. So I cancelled my appt (which must NEVER happen again) and went to scoop my little guy.  When I got there his teacher told me my father had come and gotten him already.

SCORE

I immediately get on the horn and inform my favorite person that I would meet him at the train and head home to make dinner early.  But first I chilled a sec when I hear Big Sean talm'bout ass ass ass ass... that would be my phone.  I look... it's my future step mother Chuckles.  She laughs at every Got Damn thing my dad says.  So she starts going on about my father needing to got to the doctors and her filling came out and he said id be there at five and BLAH BLAH BLAH he doesn't communicate BLAH BLAH BLAH. All this to say "go get your kid."

Argh.... and I was thirsty as hell for the CrabMan. Damn it.  But still I wanted to at least get a glimpse of his angelic self so I decide to grab Mini and head home and pack up the vidals and still meet CM at the train.  So I text back and forth and confirm his train arrival time when I get some goodnight love bullshit from Crab and some other inside jokey joke shit.

So one day I had told him about one of my daydreams of perching ontop of a building at his job and shooting any chick that even looks at him. 

So I told him stop texting that bitch to my phone and I was gonna take her out like a sniper when I find her.

He said oh yeah he forgot I was killing bitches.

Whoever she is she should be able to tell just by looking at his fine fine self that somewhere somebody is ready to wack her ass in the head with a henny bottle. And that somebody would be me.  The secaucus meadowlands swap area makes a nice resting place random work bitch.

Oh damn. now I need a new spot! Y'all won't rat me out riiiiiiiight?

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