It's been my intention to keep this blog light and kind of funny. This way if potential employer types look at it, they don't know what a cranky slag I can be sometimes. But last week. . . maintaining my shiny happy veneer last week was a little difficult. Okay, impossible. So I started a list of just some of the things that are pissing me off, in the hopes that getting them off my chest would put me in a better mood for this week.
- The lady at the eyebrow threading place. Look, I am aware that I have a little bit of hair on my upper lip. I knew it before you told me the first time you could "fix it" for me. You'd think refusing once would be enough, but you had to do the hard-sell five more times during my brief visit. Sorry, bitch, my rule is one painful hair-removal process at a time. Just call me Frito Bandito and go fuck yourself.
- I have been in a tizzy about Rep. John Adams of the not-so-great state of Ohio's bill that would require a woman get PERMISSION from her impregnator before she would be "allowed" to get an abortion. I just fired off a note to Mr. Adams wondering what would happen if the sperm donor wanted the pregnant lady to get an abortion she didn't want. I mean, wouldn't that be the logical flipside? I told him I didn't think it was right to force poor pregnant ladies to get abortions.
- Speaking of people who suck, Gowanus Lounge tipped me off to the case of this elderly woman who's getting the boot from her Williamsburg apartment by her greedy landlord. Her crime—being neither young nor rich. True to form, some asswipe commenter suggested she should've bought an apartment back when NYC was cheap. Check out United Neighbors Organization for more info.
See what I mean? How can you be in a good mood when people are telling you you've got a mustache, one-night stands have veto power over the uterus they sperminated, and little old ladies are being evicted from their apartments?
If it makes you feel better during my Brazilian wax the lady asked me no less than three times if she could help me out with this eyebrows. She wasn't even in the same region!
Posted by: Shiny | August 06, 2007 at 04:24 PM
Oh, Judes -- keep that big bushy mustache and you won't have to worry about anyone impregnating you!
Posted by: Jules | August 06, 2007 at 05:49 PM
judy we should go out to eat my treat -- and fancy too. i work on 55 & park where do you work? may be can get elin to come. that would be weird. and speaking of weird, i see roberta bayley like daily. after what 20 years she still scares the shit out of me.
call me: 646 415-4034 on the iphone (so shoot me)
Posted by: dubarry | August 08, 2007 at 12:19 AM
Yes, they are super pushy about the upper lip! I almost cry every time I get my eyebrows threaded, so I would bawl if my upper lip was done.
Posted by: Niche | August 08, 2007 at 10:38 AM
That is so funny.. what a bitch. Good for you for ignoring her.
Posted by: Ivy | August 10, 2007 at 05:48 PM