I don't know what is going on. Maybe it is the weather (cold and snowy). Or it could be a case of the after Christmas blues. I am not ruling out sever forms of skin irritation. But whichever it is, it seems that everywhere I go, I hear a lot of whining.
Frankly, I like to complain as much as the next person. Late hours, no back pay, few perks like fishing trips to the Amazon. Of course, this is if I I agreed with fishing. Which I don't, at least not on a vegetarian level, but which I can understand on a survival level.
Nothing makes me happier than slagging someone who in their perfectness deserves it. And of course I love vodka. Vodka and gossip. Is there a better prescription for sin?
But ultimately these whiners make me feel like responding, "so sorry to hear it sissy girl, why don't you get off the complainer express and pull on your big girl panties!"
Frankly, I like to complain as much as the next person. Late hours, no back pay, few perks like fishing trips to the Amazon. Of course, this is if I I agreed with fishing. Which I don't, at least not on a vegetarian level, but which I can understand on a survival level.
Nothing makes me happier than slagging someone who in their perfectness deserves it. And of course I love vodka. Vodka and gossip. Is there a better prescription for sin?
But ultimately these whiners make me feel like responding, "so sorry to hear it sissy girl, why don't you get off the complainer express and pull on your big girl panties!"
2 comments:
Do College students own big girl panties?
I think all the whinning is about getting sympathy, and they can get this simply by looking in the dictionary somewhere between Shit and Syphilis.
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