An Old Egg

Im excited for tomorrows festivities, why cant every day be a food-filled mess of family and laughter, blah blah blah, i just am thrilled to be off of work. I love holidays because even if you wanted to go to work(since that occurs so often) you couldn't. Theres so many things. I feel immense guilt for getting more then a little annoyed with people. Like the housekeepers at my job, I know its not their fault that they only know minimal english, but for christs sake the line they utter no matter what the situation is "could you possibly". Its okay at first but after the 30th time or so, im so ****ing over it. Or right now, right in front of me a client asks to use the phone. I oblige her, knowing what will happen next. This particular client has an issue with letting everyone know that she has a husband. Have you ever met these women like this? They are really excited to let everyone know they are married and do these borderline retarded little skits to let you know. So anyway this fool gets on the phone that she needed to use so desperately so it must be some sort of emergency. You know what she called him for? Fucking jelly beans. To tell this douchebag prize that completed her life what kind she bought. Welcome to it. This is the world, this is valid and important stuff. So there it is HAPPY EASTER!

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