EFF OFF FRIDAY!!!!!!!!
i need this today for my own mental sanity, so feel free to join in.
eff off work. i've been too busy!!!!! got backed up, had 30d to submit 4th Quarter stuff to the State, which i did BARELY by the deadline (i'm talkin' like 4:56p), then 1st week of the month is always the busiest so both of those together has made for a hellacious past two weeks. i'm so far behind it's unreal. i've lost two employees (both on good terms tho') so we're shorthanded and it's very, very difficult to find hireable people in this field. i've been interviewing, and have one starting on monday (so that'll put me even further behind training her!) and another potential that we're still in negotiations (he's got ZERO experience, so if it works out, his training will be triple the time/effort).
eff off lurch. u've lost your d@mn retainers twice - those things are 150 EACH ARCH, EACH TIME. oh but now it's gotten so bad you need actual braces again - to the tune of over a GRAND. dh says he's gonna "work it off"... riiiiight.... i vote for either selling his car to pay for it, making him wait until he has a summer job to pay for it, OR waiting two years until he's 18 and totally responsible for it himself. UGH. we dont have an extra thousand laying around, we're paying out more than is coming in already....
eff off dh. we swapped vehicles yesterday so while he was in that area w/ lurch he could get my oil changed. i drove his yesterday, and had to put $10 in the tank just to make it to work and back home, and there's still plenty in there for him to run a few errands. i get in my car this morning - AAAANNNDDDD the oil has NOT been changed (we're a thousand miles OVER), and the effing gas light is on! thanks, dh. thanks for nothing. GRRRRRR......
one last eff off - eff off to health problems. workman's comp is STILL trying to figure out what to do w/ dh's shoulder. our doctor AND the hospital staff AND the GI specialist are STILL trying to figure out what to do about dh's guts. AND i have a raging sinus infection - half my face is swollen, i feel like i've been hit in the cheekbone with a baseball bat, my molars hurt from the pressure making it difficult to eat/chew, and i'm takign the GIANT horsepills.
can it get any better?
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YES, yes he should have. and
YES, yes he should have. and he should have at least put some gas in it too, i put gas in HIS!!
they've tested for everything. last week we were at the emergency room until 3a, and the admitting doctor basically said yes, i can admit you, but we're gonna run the same tests that have already been run, so it's really a waste of your time and money. our GI on staff is the same GI u've already seen several times, so no new answers there. you might want to try another specialist in XYZ city an hour south, they may have different means of testing.
nice, eh?
he has a hiatal hernia, slight. ulcers and GERD, they doubled his nexium. his galbladder was bad, they took that out. now his pancreas is pissed off. he's sick to his stomache all the time - therefore he doesnt eat much, and certainly is not up to drinking much alcohol. HOWEVER, his liver enzymes and cholesterol TRIPPLED in just one month's time, and his triglycerides went from 250(which is high already) to OVER TWO THOUSAND. i've got the printouts of the lab resutls right here. what in the h3ll causes that???? he'd basically have to be drinking a gallon of pure pig's fat and a quart of moonshine 2-3 times a day for a whole month for that to happen.
and yet no one can figure it out..... *sighs*
Eff Off to ASS, who has a
Eff Off to ASS, who has a penchant for sticking duct tape to his wall. DH was in his room yesterday and saw a tiny piece stuck to the wall, and took it off the wall. Apparently, last night while I was at dinner with my daughter, ASS asked DH if he took the tape off of the wall.
DH stopped him and reminded him of the numerous times he has told ASS to NOT PUT DUCT TAPE ON THE FREAKING WALL!! ASS argued back a bit and stormed out of the house. I come home from dinner and DH fills me in on the evening's events.
This morning, I had a spidey sense, so I peeked into ASS's room (yes, I covered my nose) and there was a GIANT piece of duct tape to the wall. I took a picture and sent it to DH with this message, "so now besides not being allowed to have a laundry basket, he gets no access to duct tape. F&*cker."
DH's response? Crickets. Now, he does have a very busy day today at work (CEO is in town) but I swear to DOG, if he doesn't go home and find every single roll of duct tape, I am going to kill someone!!
I swear to God, I would wrap
I swear to God, I would wrap that little a$$hole up in his beloved duct tape and throw him down a hill.
WOB *giggles* u should duct
WOB *giggles* u should duct tape his door closed. i mean like the entire door panel and frame.... seeing as how he likes the silver stuff so much.
no posters. no pictures.
no posters. no pictures. just does it to be a dick.
here ya go...
http://imgur.com/ctT06pt
FFS, WOB, that is just beyond
FFS, WOB, that is just beyond @$$hole-ishness.
i know he's not worth wasting the time or effort on, but just for s&g - since he puts it on YOUR/dh's walls, i'd start putting that $#it all over his stuff - i'd mummify his pillow, his blankets, his mattress, random pieces of clothing, his desk, his backpack.
god i hate pissing contests. so effing stupid!!!!