Story so far
I've got really veiny hands today. I think it's due to my glandular fever (pending).
I found two jobs I want to apply for. I'm now debating whether it's immoral to print my CV off at work (my printer is out of paper).
If I get one more 31 yr old man, resident of Birmingham or dirty-looking Scruffy McFacebeard befriending me on me & my housemate's Joint Dating Site, I am giving up in disgust and accepting that I am either a hideous waste of space or so disgustingly picky that I am going to be alone forever.
Already my new datee's one in-context mention of his ex-girlfriend has set off the alarm bells. Boys: do not talk about exes to prospective new girlfriends. It is like signal city. The signal is: BAGGAGE.
I found two jobs I want to apply for. I'm now debating whether it's immoral to print my CV off at work (my printer is out of paper).
If I get one more 31 yr old man, resident of Birmingham or dirty-looking Scruffy McFacebeard befriending me on me & my housemate's Joint Dating Site, I am giving up in disgust and accepting that I am either a hideous waste of space or so disgustingly picky that I am going to be alone forever.
Already my new datee's one in-context mention of his ex-girlfriend has set off the alarm bells. Boys: do not talk about exes to prospective new girlfriends. It is like signal city. The signal is: BAGGAGE.
posted by Lucy at 5:05 pm
2 Comments:
I'm literally aghast.
Literally.
About my hands? I know, right? Gross!
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