
UnwashedMass
Shared on Sun, 07/15/2007 - 15:34So while I'm in Chcago, she'll be here packing her shit while hanging out with the boy. It was his choice, so I'm not weighing in with my opinion. He leaves the following week to have a week with his biological mom and I am not looking forward to the tears. Dammit.
So the weekend after Chi-Lan I'll be loading a moving van and getting on with my life. And I hate it. And I hate the fact that I hate it and have a tough time with just getting it over with.
Crap.
I got the car washed and the oil changed on the little Honda that was the wife's little putter car. I had some crap on the passenger window and after it was wahed I found a nasty dent in the passenger door. Not a little door ding, but a serious repetitive smash with a door. I've got this seriously disgusting land hippo of a co-worker who is on enough medication to traumatize a junkie who I parked next to a few weeks ago. She's got a vendetta over something that was said in a staff meeting that she refuses to discuss with me, she just runs her head and mad dogs me. If I had a man behave like this in any other social arena we would have already settled this with fists. This bitch is off her rocker and I am finding this dent in my car. I am a very casual person at work, but I can keep it pro. When I found this dent in my car I went into absolute retribution mode. I was standing at the car wash seeing red. It felt like an attack on my wife. I REALLY wanted to hurt this woman who did this to what I still tend to think of as my wife's car. I wanted to feel teeth splintering under punishing blows and facial tissue splitting from blunt force trauma. I was absolutley livid. It took me 10 minutes to get myself dialed back into normal mode, but I am still red-line pissed.
I can't prove she did it nor do I have any way of getting her to admit it. I don't want to drag this into work but I want satisfaction. The frustration involved in helpless is enough to make me scream. She's going to get hers.
Ain't nothin' to a G.
My question to you is, "If you could orchestrate the most ironic/poetic justice to this woman, what would it be?"
*edit* I think that maybe I came across wrong. I can come up with my own vidictive/petty/spiteful stuff, but thanks any way. I was looking for irony and funny-
"LandMass Lady wins the lottery, but gets run over by a Brinks Armored Car on her way to cash the ticket."
So quit downrating, I'm not looking to get even. Just trying to lighten my mood. Sheesh.
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