Uuuuuuugh

People everywhere still piss me off.

I got ghosted by an on/off "friend" of 1.5+ years. My reaction was to bleach my hair and crash diet until I'd lost 11 lbs. Did it re-attract his attention? No. Did I feel better? Actually, yes. Wrecked my hair, though. Literally. Would probably only recommend the 800 Kcal a weekday diet aspect of this demi-breakdown tbh.** (Brekkie: Coco shreddies, Lunch: snack cheese, 4 crackers, low cal crisps and maybe an apple, dinner: soup and 4 crackers diet plan. Actually not as hard to maintain as it sounds).

He's a douche but smarter than 90%+ of the people where I am so who am I to try and call the shots? Not my war to win. Correct use of an apostrophe is basically foreplay for me these days. I guess this is what pushing 30 feels like.

People are dumb where I'm from. "They emailed asking for an emailed copy of our forms. But there's no address on the case. What email address should I use?" THE ONE THEY FUCKING USED MAYBE?! MIGHT BE THEIR FUCKING EMAIL ADDRESS?! SINCE THEY ARE, YOU KNOW, USING IT. Fucking cretins.

Or the legendary line used once in my office: 'I can't use that machine (a desktop franking machine) I'M TOO TALL'. Too. Fucking. Tall.

I think I stay here 'cause it makes me feel smart.



**For a bit for a crash diet. Not long term. You can't do long term. Sooner or later someone will mention a chippy tea and. You. Will. Cave. (and it will be glorious; you will regret nothing).