Babies. Hrumph.

People who repeat themselves over and over and over and over and over and… well, you get the picture… really poke at my nerve endings with a Very. Sharp. Needle. And I hate needles.

Oh, and then when said people also consistently cut you off to talk about how they suffered [insert something painful and kind of disgusting here] ten billion times worse than you will ever know… well, that just really takes the cake.

BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE! What if those people also get completely pissy, manipulative, and nasty if they don’t get exactly what they want? Do we have a good word for those sorts of people?

I got it! They’re babies.

Freaking adult babies.

But, you know, I don’t know anyone like that, of course. Because it would just be wrong and horrible and awful of me to label anyone that way.

And you don’t know anyone like that, either. Right?

Current Mood:Angry emoticon Angry

One Response to “Babies. Hrumph.”

  1. Devin Says:

    So I see you’ve met my sister.