I hate when people choose to say rude things when they could easily just not respond or postpone responding. And when I try to help people out but I get nothing but snarky responses. And I'm sorry that I'm not willing to waste money on things I already have. I'm not paying for a gym membership when I have an elliptical, treadmill, a couple small weights, an ab lounge, total gym ultra and like 6 workout DVDs. Plus wii games that are for working out. And those are the only things I'd do at a gym anyway. I work around 5-10 hours a week and right now, I can't afford to throw money into a fire. It's just frustrating. Yeah, I am kinda poor. Yeah, I am making sure in not driving around a lot because I don't have a ton of money. And when a family member says something about how "imagine that. You have a job and you have to pay for things? Wow." Yeah. When was the last time you worked and paid for your own things? Oh, five years ago? Ok. Yeah, I try to pay for my own things. Sorry. I'm not going to leech off of other people. I hate that. It makes me feel terrible if I do. If I owe people money, I try to pay them back. Sorry. But I'm not sorry about that. And I'm not sorry that I'm trying to save money. There's a certain person in a certain state who I really miss and would love to see. So I'm saving money to make sure I can go see him soonish.
Oh and really? Don't make comments about me and my dogs. Don't say that they're jerks. I don't say your kid is a jerk if he/she has a temper tantrum. You've not been around my dogs very often and yeah. Of course they get excited. Maverick is a fluffy jerk. I can call him that. You can't. They're MY beasts. You can't call them that. Oh and don't make comments passive aggressively saying that "oh no, she doesn't have kids. She just has dogs." Yup. I do. And I love them. Sorry that I didn't feel the need to have kids when I was young. I just adopted furbabies. They love me unconditionally and don't ever tell me they hate me. Plus, I won't ever have to pay for college tuition for them! And when I leave, I just put them in a kennel and call it good. No babysitter. Win-win situation.
End rant.
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