I Remember Why I Hate My Job (Besides The Fact I Work With A Bunch Of Drama-Loving Evil Cows)
Published 15.4.05 by Porkchop | E-mail this post
Mainly because I am ALWAYS the first one pulled when our receptionist is out. Which means, I am subjected to a whole day of being hit on by creeps.
Wait a minute, that isn't terribly unusual, because that is ALL that hits on me. But, I occasionally like to forget that small detail and delude myself into thinking I can attract normal guys.
Since that seems to be impossible, I would like to issue a few notices.
To The Random Guy Who Was Hitting On Me Via The Internet: I do not care that the craziest thing you last did was make love with your ex on top of a sky scraper being built in Boston. Really. Trust me on this one. I didn't need to know your mating habits. But, since you are making them public, I will assure you, I am very much like a female praying mantis. Fear for your head.
To The Guy Who Just Came In: It is quite sweet of you to say I look like Cameron Diaz and that I sound like Cameron Diaz, so I logically must be the next best thing to Cameron Diaz. But, I have two pieces of information for you. One: Cameron Diaz is a crack whore. Second: If it looks like and dog and sounds like a dog, sometimes, it does not mean it IS a dog.
To The Guy Who Just Came Out Of His Interview: Looking at me and saying "daaaaaaaaaaamn" might be your idea of a compliment, but it is my idea of annoyance. So please go away.
Yes. I see myself. Ten years later. With a cat and a pint of ice cream. Watch out life, here I come.
Sorry to read about all the creeps.
But I have some bad news for you: We're ALL creeps. Just give it time and we'll prove it to you.
Some women don't have to make themselves feel better by informing thier readers about how many men have hit on them in the last 24 hours. You are so disgustingly self-conceited that one must assume that you have low self-esteem.
Considering the person who made that comment wouldn't even leave their name, I think it says volumes about their self confidence.
Hiding behind anonymnity is a cheap shot.
You are right, it probably is a cheap shot. I usually enjoy this blog, but lately it seems that Porkchop is unusually eager to share the misadventures that involve men. Is there not one person out there that will back me up and agree that there is at least a thread of truth to what I said. Sorry it came out so harsh
Anon--
Thank you for your continued reading and your comment. I really do appreciate it.
The truth hurts. Something I re-learn every day.
While your comment did catch me off guard, there was a element of truth to it. Thank you for reminding me it is never funny or amusing to try and make yourself feel better at the expense of someone else.
Please keep reading and commenting!
Thank you again--
Porkchop
Everyone who blogs has times when we're down. And we usually blog about it. Just like we blog about the days when we're up. Whatever it is that has you down, I hope you get to feeling better soon. It's Spring and we're all supposed to feel better with the sun. Sometimes it doesn't work that way, though. It hasn't for me, either. Hope you feel happier soon.
I see no harm nor foul here. It's not as if three really sweet guys hit on you and you shot em' down in the name of cheap entertainment. The first was a perv and as for the last one---I hope you passed that little nugget of information along to the person who interviwed him. What an amazingly inappropriate thing to do on a *job interview*!!