k so.
mah chickadee's blog got me all worked up.
not in a bad way mind you.
more like in a FUCK YEAH kinda way.
*breathes*
people have different viewpoints. its what makes people uhm *gasp* different.
but seriously...what the hell is wrong with the world.
where did this come from?
oh gee lets see...
perhaps it was the phone call from the school whateverthefucksheis tellin me the situation had been 'handled' but she couldnt give me any 'details' cuz it was other parents children.
uhm. excuse me?
wait wait wait.
my kid. gets threatened. with bodily harm.
and when the school calls me...its 'its handled dont worry about it'...and when i ask anything its 'im sorry i cant divulge that information'
uhm no. how about i take a big fuckin buick and shove it straight up your ass..and when your mom calls to see how the retrieval went i say 'cant divulge that information'
so of course i ask to speak to the principal.
he's starting a test cuz its AIMS week...whatever the fuck that is.
so he calls me back.
and im all listen...this is bodily harm and my child. this is my child. she rides the bus with those children and hearing 'i cant divulge that information is not making me feel very comfortable with the way you run your school'
n then.
i hadda pull
'in my day'
cuz its true.
when i was in school? if kids got in trouble? all the effin parents were called down there n we all met with the principal at the same time so that the parents who's kids were messed up would feel better knowing exactly what was going to happen to the lil bastards that did the shit in the first place.
now its all 'protect the childs privacy'
how about ya eat me.
dead.
consumed by maggots.
at least the principal gave me a general idea of what was going to happen such as bus removal and assigned seating and playground removal.
which is a helluva lot better than 'sucks to be you cant tell ya'
stupid bitch.
THEN
i hafta call qwest.
cuz sure they reconnected my modem minus the fee cuz they're stupid dickholes.
but my wireless wasnt working.
so i talk to Habib the indian.
cuz they only have indians working the dsl support line or whatever.
and Habib (not his real name) is all do this do that do this do that...n ive done all that already cuz i only call them after ive DONE everything. so i tell him its not gonna work and do it again anyway...n then he's all oh uh. oh uhm. gee. lets try dees. cuz i hafta make fun of the accent cuz im me. if ya dun like go eat yourself. with cheese.
so he thinks he fixes it...i let him think he fixes it...i get off the phone...and FIX IT MY FUCKING SELF.
ass.
now im gonna go rant with the stupidity of humanity mostly where penis is concerned with mah chickadee.
tadum.
