I've got to admit, I'm not really digging these themed art sessions you're doing. I silently questioned the wisdom of Michelangelo day, when you taped paper on the underside of the table and had a bunch of 3 yr olds lie down and paint over their heads. But, I cleaned the paint out of DD2's eyebrows & the corner of her mouth without complaint.
You know I think your hippy dippy eating habits are annoying as fuck, right? So I especially don't need your offer to spend an hour or two talking to me about dietary changes I should make for DD and her tumor progress.
Seriously, I love you, but I want to strangle you.
You know I think your hippy dippy eating habits are annoying as fuck, right? So I especially don't need your offer to spend an hour or two talking to me about dietary changes I should make for DD and her tumor progress.
Seriously, I love you, but I want to strangle you.
You know I think your hippy dippy eating habits are annoying as fuck, right? So I especially don't need your offer to spend an hour or two talking to me about dietary changes I should make for DD and her tumor progress.
Seriously, I love you, but I want to strangle you.
You know I think your hippy dippy eating habits are annoying as fuck, right? So I especially don't need your offer to spend an hour or two talking to me about dietary changes I should make for DD and her tumor progress.
Seriously, I love you, but I want to strangle you.
Signed, Still not eating kale.
WOW. WTAF? The nerve of your friend.
Because you wouldn't have researched everything you possible could before having your child undergo brain surgery. Ugh. I would want to smack her.
The amusing part is we recently had a discussion. She wants her husband to have a similar discussion with his parents about their eating habits, and I told her it's futile and she will only piss them off. If they want to know, they'll do the research. You're not going to convince anyone of your eating habits unless they want to be convinced.
Sincerely, Woman Who Spent Childhood Hearing Dad Explain that MS Isn't Cured By Diet, Shark's Fins, Essential Oils, Prayer, Sweat Lodges, or Any Other Dumbass Idea
I am surprisingly handling the news okay. It is what it is. We've dealt with it before, we'll do it again.
Signed, It helps that I've had a feeling we were headed down this path for close to a year, so it's not like my world is completely tilting with no notice.
Next time you need something in the middle of the night, please take advantage of the fact that your father is sleeping in the guest room directly next to your room, with the door open, and ask him for help. I haven't slept more than 3 hours straight in a few weeks now and it would be really nice if that interval wasn't shortened even more!
You have entered the Big Leagues. If you want to stay in the Big Leagues, stop acting like an asshole. Three different people have approached me this week about your crappy attitude. One - our HR attorney- told me you are so appalling that to her it's a performance issue. She's not wrong.
Seriously, stop acting like an asshole! You're really a great guy!
I am going to throttle someone! I am absolutely livid and you are the worst company I have done business with in a long time. Never again!
First, we ordered two windows and a door on April 8th and paid half up front. You said 4-6 weeks for the custom windows and door. We listed the house the first week in June, and had to push the listing out a week so they would be installed first. But you mismeasured a window. You actually measured back in March when you gave us your brochure, and again two weeks later when you had another date available to officially measure). So we listed with the promise one of the windows would be done later. You supposedly fast tracked the order. The only financial consideration you offered was to give us our 50% back on that window and we would pay the full price when it was done. So...no discount, we just got to hang out with our money for a while again.
We close on Monday. We have called and called, but you didn't call back. My poor husband had to come to your office on Wednesday to get scheduled for an install today. Last possible moment before the closing. AND YOU MISMEASURED AGAIN??? What the almighty actual fuck? WTAAF? DH (who is an awesome guy and very patient through all your incompetence) should not have to tell you to take the sill off so the window will fit. It better not look bad! And you had better make this right! (And I do not mean letting us pay full price and but wave hi at our money once in a while.)