All Of My Days Have Been Misspent
There are no words for my disdain of the husband's place of employment right now. I was EXHAUSTED last night when I went to bed and already EXTREMELY pissed that I would have to wake up early to drive the husband to work because his work scheduled an early meeting. He normally takes the bus but with the early meeting scheduled he would have had to wake up an hour before the buttcrack of dawn and then take the buttcrack of dawn bus. So nice wife that I am, who not only does nice things but also lets her husband check out other women and watch all the porn he can stomach (which is a lot), I offered to drive him to work. Traffic was god awful because in Seattle, when it rains, people forget how to drive. I would be more understanding if it didn't rain here 275 days a year, ya know? Luckily we could carpool the bitch out of there. So I drop the husband off and go on my merrily way back up 405 back to my asscrack suburb. My cell phone rings. It is the husband. He sounds mad. "They cancelled the meeting," he snorts. "Oh no they didn't," I respond like a guest on the Ricki Lake Show. So when I arrived home I sent him this email...
To: The [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Like I said, I will kick everyone at your works ass.....
*crack*
What was that you ask?
It was my can of Whoop Ass being opened.
And I recieved this email back....
From: [email protected]
Yeah, bring on that Whoop Ass(tm) brand of justice!!
So yeah....I dragged my ass out of bed WAY early for NO FUCKING REASON. FUCK YOU HUSBANDS WORK.
Ok I am sorry...will he still get paid on Friday?
