Marry someone richNot winning the bastard lottery so going back to work, after annual leave, on Monday. Don't want to work, don't want to be unemployed, still can't find the third option.
Marry someone richNot winning the bastard lottery so going back to work, after annual leave, on Monday. Don't want to work, don't want to be unemployed, still can't find the third option.
Oh good Lord no! I have no interest in having to pretend to be interested in them...or compromising!Marry someone rich
Use the let them theory .I’ve got another rant. I joined a Facebook group for my secondary school the other week and lots of photos were popping up on it. I still had a load of photos from our last year there so I thought I’d scan them and post them up. As it happens, I had a tit time at school, I was bullied constantly and I have no desire to see anyone I was at school with, but I’m also super nosy haha.
The photos went down a storm, loads of likes, loads of comments. Did one single person thank me for posting them or ask after me? No. I fully acknowledge that I’m stamping my feet petulantly over not being acknowledged by a bunch of cunts but I reserve my right to do so, as a middle aged woman.
Sell feet pictures on only feet? Not sure how much they go for but I’m sure you get enough to cover the pedicure and gel polishOh good Lord no! I have no interest in having to pretend to be interested in them...or compromising!
Maybe meet in the halfway, 50/50: Go to work but pretend like you're unemployed and do a really, really half-arsed jobNot winning the bastard lottery so going back to work, after annual leave, on Monday. Don't want to work, don't want to be unemployed, still can't find the third option.
Difficult to get away with in my job...but could be an interesting challenge. It would definitely be far more interesting trying to achieve the half-arsedness than trying to achieve the outcomes of the role itself!Maybe meet in the halfway, 50/50: Go to work but pretend like you're unemployed and do a really, really half-arsed job
Well for a start I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for “bloody foreigners” lolJust think of all we would be missing out on if it wasn't for "bloody foreigners". Not least fish and chips and curry.
Sorry for the food obsession. I'm sure there's lots of non food items but I can't immediately bring them to mind.
I would have been pissed off too! I just found my old school, giving this a go myself for a laugh.I’ve got another rant. I joined a Facebook group for my secondary school the other week and lots of photos were popping up on it. I still had a load of photos from our last year there so I thought I’d scan them and post them up. As it happens, I had a tit time at school, I was bullied constantly and I have no desire to see anyone I was at school with, but I’m also super nosy haha.
The photos went down a storm, loads of likes, loads of comments. Did one single person thank me for posting them or ask after me? No. I fully acknowledge that I’m stamping my feet petulantly over not being acknowledged by a bunch of cunts but I reserve my right to do so, as a middle aged woman.
Same. My hair dresser today told me I need to stop wearing it up as I’m starting to get breakage and I don’t know how I’ll cope.I have managed to grow my hair to a decent length. All I’ve ever wanted is long hair now it’s just making me hot and I hate it. Always flopping round in the way it has been in a bum for at least 4 weeks now. Wore it down today NEVER AGAIN *books hair appointment*
I can tell you're hangry from your postsWell for a start I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for “bloody foreigners” lol
don’t start on food, I don’t know what I want for tea all I can think about is brownies.
This is used a lot on FB from various celebrity, TV pages.People who use the phrase ‘happy heavenly birthday’. I know I’m an insensitive arse but my god it makes me cringe to my absolute core.
Is he northern by any chance I say this sometimes .My boyfriend keeps saying 'it's not the end of the world' when I mention any kind of thing to resolve. Yeah I know it's not the end of the world, still something to think about and make a decision on? Pisses me off.
There are people on my villages selling page asking £3 for a school shirt. I know times are hard but the bus fare would be more than that !People selling stuff on Vinted, FB Marketplace etc. for £2. FFS just give it to a charity shop.