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Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Amazing World I'm Forced To Live In and The Inbred Morons Who Inhabit It

     Okay, a few things today... 
     
     Had a really hard time falling asleep last night. Not quite sure why. (Could have something to do with watching The Matrix for the first time last night and getting all hyped up for seeing the sequels... OR it could be the fact that I had so much Mio Green Energy liquid added to my Canada Dry that it probably could have put Red Bull out of business. Jus' sayin'...

     Another thing is being woken up at 6:45 this morning by my youngest, coughing in my face. Good times ahead as the thought of me puking my guts up run through my mind. So, I let her crawl into bed and under the covers with me and go back to sleep. I pull the blanket up to my chin, both fists pushed into my neck as tight as I can get them and drift back off.... It was short lived. My son then comes walking in, turning the ceiling light on which then precedes to blind myself and my daughter into a half awake, full irritated state of "you just pissed me off"... So, seeing the time, we just decided to go ahead and get ready to go into town.

     We waited for the bus and had some fun playing the ever popular bus-stop game of "Saturday morning Burball" where we take a handful of burs (look it up, city people), ball them up and pitch them at each other. It's kind of like a hillbilly version of catch. Only we use nature. **wink wink**

     So, the bus shows up, full of elderly and I can only think, "Yeaaaaaaah, this is gonna be fun. Someone shoot me now." We take our seats and begin to listen to our MP3 players to ignore the fact that there are a BUNCH of people around us. (Having social anxiety sucks.) 1/2 way to our destination and the driver pulls over and loads more people. You got it! I had a very hard time dealing with this. I kept quiet, closed my eyes and hoped for the driver to get her ass in gear and drop us off where we needed to be. 


     Upon reaching our destination, I was so stressed and shaky that I told the driver, "We'll just meet you across the highway when you come back through and jump on and wait then." I had had enough of being around people and just wanted to me home, now. What was said to me next was just soooooo many levels of stupid...


     "I'm going to another place afterwards. You're going to have to walk and wait for me at 12 noon. I'm not going to stop for you. Just so you know."


     I said, "Well, why can't we just get on the bus and wait till you drop us off at the time we're supposed to be dropped off back at our place." 


     Her answer? "Because I said so."


     Disgusted, I walked off the bus with my kids and started thinking about what I can do to avoid having to walk a mile in the cold wind with my already sick daughter. We did our first shopping stop and then walked back out into the cold, headed up to the shopping center. I kept thinking about the condition my kid was going to be in by the time we got up there. The doctor said cold air was fine just as long as she wasn't "hacking uncontrollably" in it. So, we continued to walk as i kept an ear on her. 


     Just then, I had an idea. A friend of mine lived not too far from where we were. So, we headed to her place. Just in time, too. As we reached the house before hers, she pulled out of her drive and we flagged her down. I explained the situation and she, willingly, gave us a ride. (THANK YOU, DANA!!! You ROCK!!)


     So, she dropped us off and we said our "See ya later!!" and headed into the store, out of the now colder, blowing wind. We walked around and did our shopping and minded our business and stayed away from people. Being happy, smiling, goofing off and being us, in general. It was so nice to hear my daughter laugh again. And the smiles?! I was SO elated!!! My baby doll was slowly getting back to her normal self! I was one happy momma!!


     As we sat on the bench, inside, and ate our lunch, we saw the bus come up and park where we were to get on. We go outside and line up, ready to board. Just then, she shuts the bus off, steps out and says, "Y'all ain't gettin' on this bus till I'm damn good and ready."


O.O 

     Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?! I about died laughing at the attitude this BITCH was now throwing at people. I was PISSED.


     I threw my head back, laughed and started shaking my head as I walked off with my kids. Lotte had stopped coughing and I figured it was the cool (now settled) breeze that was helping her. It stunk REALLY bad in that store. So, this was a welcome change. We all giggled as she danced over to where we went to stand.


     THIS is where it gets straight up FUCKED up!!!


     Two of the older women who had ridden the same bus I did had overheard me talking to my son about the bullshit with the driver and decided to stick their noses into it.


     "You have your daughter out in this weather and she's that sick?! What kind of mother are you?! You should be ashamed of yourself!!"


     I looked at her from the corner of my eye, not turning my head (Anyone who knows me knows that THIS look is my "I will fucking gut you and hang you by your intestines from my tree" look...) and said, "Excuse you?"


     "You! You're a HORRIBLE mother for having that sweet chaild out in this weather! You shoudl be so ashamed of yourself!"


     I'm REALLY not happy about having to be in public at this time that I... just... SNAPPED!!


     "First of fucking-all, do you know me? No. Do you know what is wrong with my daughter? no. Do you know what her doctor said was okay for her? No. Do you like to stick your fucking nose in people's business where it doesn't fucking belong? Yeah. And, if I were you, I'd shut the fuck up. I don't give two fucking rat's fucking bare pink asses about what the fuck you think. You raised your kids, if you have any, your way. I'll raise mine MY way. They are MY kids. NOT yours. remember that shit."


     Then, her "friend" chimed in. "No, I don't think she meant it that way. But, I think what she meant was why would you bring your child out in this weather if she's sick?"


     I laughed. "Lady, I heard her the first time. What i do is MY business and I'd REALLY appreciate it if you'd both keep your judgmental comments to yourself. It's not helping you at ALL right now."


     Just then, some (And do please forgive me for speaking like this. But, I have no love and/or respect for people who are overweight AND eating Burger King AND on oxygen while they smoke cigarettes.) fat ass bitch put her nose into it and had to state her opinion. "You know, you have a fucking attitude problem you fucking cunt. If I wasn't eating my lunch and on oxygen, I'd come over there and put you in your place. You need beat like a bitch!"


     I laughed at how funny this all sounded to me. Seriously?! Did she just threaten me?! I died laughing. I couldn't help it! I looked at her, dead straight in the face and said, "Bring it, cupcake."


     She did nothing but kept talking as her Whopper was slowly falling out of the corners of her mouth. Her "man" looked at her and said, "Shut up! Shat girl is smaller than you, probably faster and she could kick your ass. You need to pick your fights. You're not fighting some fat girl in the ghetto."


    At this point, I really had to piss. I swear, had I not been so mad, I probably would have been doing the "peepee" dance in public! Here are these three women, fighting with me because of their opinion. I about lost my mind. So, I waited for someone else to say something. Not a single word. Good...


     I had spoken too soon. Fat, oxygen inhaling, burger eating, cigarette smoker opened her mouth again. "That's what i thought, you fucking cunt. BAM! You just got put in your corner like a bitch."


     I laughed so hard, yet again, my sides were hurting! I couldn't believe this.


     "Keep eating that burger ya cow and fucking shut the fuck up. You don't know shit about this situation. You're just trying to make yourself feel important because you feel sorry for yourself." Yeah, she shut up....


     Just then, some other bitch had to open her mouth and call me a fucking whore because I was "fighting like you belong in a brothel over the next dick to walk in"... As witty as it was? I found no amusement that, yet, another asswipe had stuck their nose into this shit.


     "You need to just keep your nose out of this, too. You walk up like you know what's going on."


     "You shouldn't be talking like that in front of kids anyways, you fucking bitch." She said this as she dragged her young child (maybe 3 years old at the most) into the stores door and then smacked him in the face when he pulled away from her.


     I stood there, shaking my head at everything that had just happened in the last few minutes. What the fuck was it with people today? Seriously?! Then, the old biddy from earlier who started this all said this..... "You and your bastard kids will fry in hell. The man above you will judge you to the fullest extent and I hope he makes you suffer for all your wrong doings!!"


     Maybe, in retrospect, I shouldn't have done what I did next. But when you say shit about my kids, you're a dead person. I walked over to her, got in her face and said, "Your God is false. he doesn't answer your prayers. The ones you don't want are the ones you get. Some "God" you have. I don't believe in your fake ass man above shit. YOU are deluded in the fact that you are NOTHING but fucking SHEEP to the wolf. Have fun being his fodder!" I backed off, walked back to my kids and waited for the driver to show up and do her fucking job, properly.


     The lady, eyes wide with what could only be described as terror, ran back into the store to where her friend had retreated to a few minutes beforehand, crying.


     Now, do I feel bad about everything that went down? No. Should I? Depends on who you're asking I guess. But my thing is, people shouldn't open their mouths and make judgments on people they know NOTHING about. It's stupid... 

     And on that note? I do believe I will retire to my Anti-Christ husband's beck and call and swim in my "sinful" ways some more.


     Love me or Hate me, I don't care. But you WILL respect me!




~Cassandra

Thursday, March 1, 2012

     Well, this is it! I've FINALLY made one! At the request of MANY people, I've decided now was the time to make my very own blog. I guess having a LOT to say (and a big mouth to go with it) comes in handy sometimes.

     Now, I'm not saying I'm going to be posting every day. Because, in all honest, I probably won't. Hell, I may not post every week. But, I will try as best as I can to invoke feelings from all who read my blog. 

     SO, with that being said, welcome aboard! And I hope you enjoy it!


~Cassandra S.