Assume Nothing

I was told today not to talk, not to expose my skin, not to put gloves on someone who was scratching the shit out of me… wtf? Heaven forbid I should restrict someone from hurting others or me for that matter. No, we cannot have that. This IS the final straw. I started filling out more job applications and have started counting down to June 2 or 3rd. Okay it is bad when one does not even know the exact day when they will be freed from slavery and torture.

On the other side of the fence, the police want my untrustworthy aid ms. penguin…. I do not even want to know what this is all about. However, when they call you at your place of employment and ask you for any information about her whereabouts, lets just say, it is not a good thing. I asked if this concerned one of her kids and was told no. Oh shit, what has she done this time? That is right I do not want to know… not my business, at least it wasn’t until the officer called me. I did what I had to do, told one of the bosses about the incident, and gave her the name and number of the inquiring officer; I will let them sort this out.

I would sit down and cry and moan to my friend about this, but there is someone so unappealing about a woman that bitches and moans all of the time, and I don’t want to be that person. Oh shit, I am that person. Okay perhaps I can share it here and that will suffice. After all, who are you going to tell, who gives a rat’s ass, right!

Okay so much for ending sentences with prepositions.

Lets see… what else has been going on. It seems the first crush his in denial. A few years ago he was diagnosed with an operable cancer he did nothing about, something he still has not shared. However, his mother and the queen mother have made sure that I am aware of his condition. Therefore, I did what someone like me would do; I asked point blank. He said he had it taken care of, however, he did tell me how, though he did not go through radiation, chemo, or surgery. Now I doubt very seriously that it just went away, cancer usually doesn’t go away on its own, it spreads. The queen mother warned me not to adopt him, and that he is in a heavy state of denial. I think that this topic is going to have to be broached again face to face. I think it is only fair I know what I am getting into before I decided if I want to get into it.

I suppose that sounds selfish… I never did deny that about my character.

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