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Single moms who expect the world to cater to their demands piss me the fuck off. They may be the biggest sympathy hog known to man. They certainly get the gov't to pay for them, and everyone else to kiss her ass for spawning some bastard child in her senior year of high school.
This one fucking dumb bitch wants me and others to bend over backwards for her and her goddamned spawn all the time during our group writing projects. Always, always just says that we NEED to do _____, because of little fucking Mason, or whatever his name is, is all important. And then just proceeds to shape things to her way. It isn't because he has an incredibly serious doctor's appointment (of which I wouldn't mind helping the best I could), but just because she has a kid and is a single mom.
"Well, that's rough, but no, I am not doing it". She had the gall to get aggressive and flail the concept of Mason around like a medieval mace - as if I should feel sorry for the child of this bitch for any other reason than that she crapped him out. I am, of course, made of sturdier stuff having faced down criminal Arabs, Mexicans and all sorts of other pieces of shit. So, I explained I had drill with the National Guard all weekend, and other commitments. I couldn't take on the extra workload.
"Well, that is your choice, and you need to get over it", she says.
You don't say? I actually told her that it was also her choice to have a kid come out of her vagina, and since it was her choice, she had to deal with it, just like I do with my choices. I can deal with my choices and complete my work on time. It's not my problem at all, and I am not doing her work. Expelling children doesn't make you a veritable queen. Especially if you're the sacred young single mom with a bastard child and a retard for a male partner. My tax dollars are already subsidizing her - what more does she want?
Then she tries to put on the whole passive-aggressive upset woman routine, making everyone feel guilty and having a bad attitude. I just smiled and told her pouting and being upset may make others feel bad, but it doesn't buffalo me -- she is selfish and self-centered. And she needs to grow up.
BTW, I also juggle taking care of my father who is recuperating from heart surgery, other homework, side work I do to pay more bills that are not mine, and a slew of other things. I am sorry I cannot find the time to cater to someone with the Golden Uterus Syndrome.
You had the kid during or right out of high school. You have to deal with this responsibility, not I, nor anyone else. So no, fuck off, I ain't doing part of your workload so you can do something for Mason's fucking school play. You shouldn't have fucked that guy. Time to grow up and accept responsibility. You now want to go to college and act like all the other kids there? Tough shit, ain't going to happen.
Harden the fuck up. And stop placing your workload on others. If you really need help because of something serious, you'll get it - till then, quit using your child as an excuse. It isn't mine, and I am not expending effort for it.
Don't get me started on all the little twinks, who, being the faggoty white knights who ride to the rescue of a girl who'll never fuck them (in hopes she might), trying to chime in and give their opinions to me. Chivalry is dead, you fucks, and you aren't getting any ass. I just stared hatred at them and they grew quiet. I wish I could murder them and rip their spines out of their throats and feed their shriveled testes to the dogs. Beta male loser weaklings.
Also, Mason is a faggot bullshit name for a boy. Fucking retarded.
God, I fucking hate college half of the time. I try hard to be nice and generous (I really am quite personable), but often I just cannot do it with many people.
This one fucking dumb bitch wants me and others to bend over backwards for her and her goddamned spawn all the time during our group writing projects. Always, always just says that we NEED to do _____, because of little fucking Mason, or whatever his name is, is all important. And then just proceeds to shape things to her way. It isn't because he has an incredibly serious doctor's appointment (of which I wouldn't mind helping the best I could), but just because she has a kid and is a single mom.
"Well, that's rough, but no, I am not doing it". She had the gall to get aggressive and flail the concept of Mason around like a medieval mace - as if I should feel sorry for the child of this bitch for any other reason than that she crapped him out. I am, of course, made of sturdier stuff having faced down criminal Arabs, Mexicans and all sorts of other pieces of shit. So, I explained I had drill with the National Guard all weekend, and other commitments. I couldn't take on the extra workload.
"Well, that is your choice, and you need to get over it", she says.
You don't say? I actually told her that it was also her choice to have a kid come out of her vagina, and since it was her choice, she had to deal with it, just like I do with my choices. I can deal with my choices and complete my work on time. It's not my problem at all, and I am not doing her work. Expelling children doesn't make you a veritable queen. Especially if you're the sacred young single mom with a bastard child and a retard for a male partner. My tax dollars are already subsidizing her - what more does she want?
Then she tries to put on the whole passive-aggressive upset woman routine, making everyone feel guilty and having a bad attitude. I just smiled and told her pouting and being upset may make others feel bad, but it doesn't buffalo me -- she is selfish and self-centered. And she needs to grow up.
BTW, I also juggle taking care of my father who is recuperating from heart surgery, other homework, side work I do to pay more bills that are not mine, and a slew of other things. I am sorry I cannot find the time to cater to someone with the Golden Uterus Syndrome.
You had the kid during or right out of high school. You have to deal with this responsibility, not I, nor anyone else. So no, fuck off, I ain't doing part of your workload so you can do something for Mason's fucking school play. You shouldn't have fucked that guy. Time to grow up and accept responsibility. You now want to go to college and act like all the other kids there? Tough shit, ain't going to happen.
Harden the fuck up. And stop placing your workload on others. If you really need help because of something serious, you'll get it - till then, quit using your child as an excuse. It isn't mine, and I am not expending effort for it.
Don't get me started on all the little twinks, who, being the faggoty white knights who ride to the rescue of a girl who'll never fuck them (in hopes she might), trying to chime in and give their opinions to me. Chivalry is dead, you fucks, and you aren't getting any ass. I just stared hatred at them and they grew quiet. I wish I could murder them and rip their spines out of their throats and feed their shriveled testes to the dogs. Beta male loser weaklings.
Also, Mason is a faggot bullshit name for a boy. Fucking retarded.
God, I fucking hate college half of the time. I try hard to be nice and generous (I really am quite personable), but often I just cannot do it with many people.