oh what beatings i would administer.
last night i found out i had to be in the office by 7am to babysit an embarassment of an employee as he tries to de-fuck-up what was once a very important and lucrative project but has since become a God-damned comedy of errors and a masterful exhibition of incompetency and stupidity.
no problem, says i. i'm the noble leader, after all, and it's my duty to etc etc...
well, at about midnight the fucking neighbor's 18 year old future benefactor of my tax dollars and about 12 of his mensa club-mates were out on the balcony whooping it up.
i rose from my Tempur-pedic (BUY ONE! BUY ONE! YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!) mattress and put on my bathrobe, with Ali (FINALLY!!!) saying to me: Oh, just let them have it.
y'know, usually she is cautioning me to avoid confrontation, not to get into trouble, to be careful, that i'll regret it later.
so i go out on my balcony, blinking stupidly, and look over at the posse of fucktards next door. i figure i can make the jump, as it's only about six feet away. as i am figuring this out and moving a chair to the railing to be able to get up onto it, they notice me and all turn. i say to them: Enough is enough. How else shall i explain the importance of you all shutting the FUCK up?
sorry! sorry! they all say.
when i came back in, ali was laughing in bed. i asked why, and she replied that she heard their inane chatter and laughter, our balcony door opening, a chair being dragged to the railing, and then silence. she assumed i frightened them inside without speaking. hehe. cute.
highly satisfying though the experience was, it did nothing to curb the insomnia i was saddled with, which kept me more or less awake for the following 4 hours.
i've had 2 hours sleep, and i'm not some poor overcaffeinated med student intern. i'm a delicate flower business person type. not pleased. oh, and at 2:30 i've got to babysit another one of our "executives" to make sure we don't screw the pooch on another important meeting.
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no problem, says i. i'm the noble leader, after all, and it's my duty to etc etc...
well, at about midnight the fucking neighbor's 18 year old future benefactor of my tax dollars and about 12 of his mensa club-mates were out on the balcony whooping it up.
i rose from my Tempur-pedic (BUY ONE! BUY ONE! YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!) mattress and put on my bathrobe, with Ali (FINALLY!!!) saying to me: Oh, just let them have it.
y'know, usually she is cautioning me to avoid confrontation, not to get into trouble, to be careful, that i'll regret it later.
so i go out on my balcony, blinking stupidly, and look over at the posse of fucktards next door. i figure i can make the jump, as it's only about six feet away. as i am figuring this out and moving a chair to the railing to be able to get up onto it, they notice me and all turn. i say to them: Enough is enough. How else shall i explain the importance of you all shutting the FUCK up?
sorry! sorry! they all say.
when i came back in, ali was laughing in bed. i asked why, and she replied that she heard their inane chatter and laughter, our balcony door opening, a chair being dragged to the railing, and then silence. she assumed i frightened them inside without speaking. hehe. cute.
highly satisfying though the experience was, it did nothing to curb the insomnia i was saddled with, which kept me more or less awake for the following 4 hours.
i've had 2 hours sleep, and i'm not some poor overcaffeinated med student intern. i'm a delicate flower business person type. not pleased. oh, and at 2:30 i've got to babysit another one of our "executives" to make sure we don't screw the pooch on another important meeting.
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