It"s All About Me This Time

i can't work for you. sorry that you have a bad back. Why in the world did you accept a job like ours, knowing that it would wreak havoc on your spine? and that other one! every other week either she or a family member is in the "emergency room". how unhealthy can one family be? and now for the last person on my list. IT is not about YOU all of the time!!! you are no more important or special or attractive or better or skinnier or interesting or fill in your own adjective than the rest of us. what you are is vain and self-absorbed and tiresome and sneaky and lazy and repetitive and boring. no, i can't work for you either. while i was happily busy building a life, you were thinking of only yourself. you are truly beginning to bore me. please grow up. get a life. stuff happens. sometimes it is bad stuff. the world is not stopping...for you or anyone else. i too have responsibilities. more than you'll ever know or have the opportunity to experience. they were all of my choices and i am glad that i made them. i am thankful for them. the world, my world, rises and sets upon them. sorry that you made the choices that you did. sorry that your world revolves around you. and no, you are not getting my phone number!!!