R(E)volution of a bitch - 1

Since it has been established time and time again that I'm getting kicked to the curb way too many times because...lets face it.. I lack the wily charms of manipulative women and thus am being shatted on left, right and centre, I have decided that.. it is time, indeed, to become a bitch.

I was advised that I can be bitchy without being a bitch.

Not possible.. I think being a Libra this means a delicate balancing will be involved.. of which I am no good at... so the best thing for now, is to go all the way.

So I took my laptop to school today. My wireless isn't working. So I go to reception and tell the secretary if she can flag down this tech guy to help me out at it.

She pings him. She asks him, "Can you help a student with her wireless on her own personal laptop?"

The guy at the other end of the line (who is a nice guy that I have spoken to before) says he doesn't have the time.

The secretary hangs up the phone, and with a smug look on her face, looks up to me like she has won the BitchFest of the Year award, and tells me, "No, he won't be able to help you out with your wireless."

I go, "huh?"

LadyBitch looks at me like I am the spawn of Satan, shakes her head sideways, and with clipped tones that would have given Mrs Havisham a run for her money, goes, "He can't help you out. It is our policy that we only help OUR college computers, not student computers. Nope. Can't help you."

Did I mention that this she-devil has had it for me since I started school?

Once she was invigilating one of my exams. My pen ran out of ink. Mrs Dillhole was doing a crossword puzzle. So I ask her if she can spare a pen. She looks at me like I am asking her for her kidneys and rolls her eyes. She did not find a pen for me nor even make the effort. I wrote my exam in blood.

(kidding.. with my colleagues' pen).

Recently she handed me my tuition tax receipt.. with the wrong address. I told her that I do NOT live in the suburbs of Brampton. She claims that is what she has on file. I tell her that well that is a mistake because I don't recall setting buying a house in Brampton and commuting for 2 hours just to get a wrong tax receipt. With obvious frustration, she takes my driver's license and my address. When I go to her later to collect it, she practically throws the receipt at me.

This has happened every time I ask her for my tuition receipt. "Can I have a receipt please?" "End of the day." I have yet to see a single receipt.

By this time, I'm thinking I have had enough of men and women of this world - so I tell her, well, I NEED help.

Her response: "My computer is working."

I hold my tongue. SO WHAT? MINE ISN'T! YOURE A GODDAMN SECRETARY. It is your job to look at administrative matters. I am sorry to announce that that is all you will amount to be, since playing SOLITAIRE on the computer all day long doesn't require a functional brain nor an internet connection. Secondly, would it kill you to talk with some civility to a person and not like I stole her collection of lard?! It is not my fault that you have collected copius amount of cellulite by sitting on your ass all day reading trashy gossip columns and thirdly, YOU DO NOT HAVE A 20% project due tomorrow, I DO, so GET ME A TECH SUPPORT NOW BECAUSE MY 20K a year IS paying for your damned tech support and unless he is being run over by truck the size of your fat face, tell him to get his butt over here and help me!

Of course I didn't say any of this out loud. I've got more class.

I know she keeps her food in the fridge.

I just spat in it instead.

Being a bitch ain't so bad.

Comments

[Ta^KiLLa]

O Spawn of Satan.. U a legend..
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA..

Spittin in food is common, i hear horse sperm does wonders do secretaries.. (or did i see that in some perverted video)..

On a serious note, i say when u leave school, tell her something awful and hurtful..

Like " You Fat" or even worse "Your shoes are Ugly"

Visit me soon (new post)

YNWA

Oh no, I know EXACTLY what type of woman you're talking about here. The visual arts secretary at York drove me insane when I was there. I've screamed at her and I've cried in her office and refused to leave until someone helped me out... all I wanted was to transfer classes and she seemed to want to make it IMPOSSIBLE for me. At the end of my final year I wanted to remove my expensive paintings from our class locker, paintings that I had spent hours and nights putting together but didn't know the combination. She refused to open it for me (even though it's her job) and I never did get those paintings back. Man, I could go on about how much I hate her..

I'd really love to spit in HER food.

[utenzi]

The important part is to send an Email the next day, from an anonymous address, admitting to spitting in her food. It's not enough to just do the deed, you have to make her aware of it as well.

[Kanai Gaidai]

Shucks...
I wish I was with you instead of being separated by the Pacific Ocean. You mad turned me ON!!

You only hurt yourself when you get mad internally. You'll end up with stomach ulcers as large as (insert name of volcano here). If you get mad, find a way of expressing them. It might be best if you actually blow up once in a while. Then people wont walk all-over you in their finest boots.

P.S. Help.. my tent wont go down...LoL

[isheeta]

TaKilla - I could tell her those deplorable comments.. but then she already knows that w/c is why she is probably so mean in the first place!

2nd commenter from York - I feel for you.. have you tried going to the Dean for that? write even a stern letter?? You dont want your masterpieces to be auctioned off by Sotheby's one day and someone made millions off the anonymous paintings! Im being serious.. when it comes to art and your own possessions like that, you have to be ruthless!

utenzi - you should be my partner in crime.. its a bit late for me to do that, but nevertheless, I will remember that for the next time!

Kanai - I gave u a few days.. hopefully the tent went down! lol On a more serious note.. I did express my anger this weekend.. and I ended up losing someone.

[Kanai Gaidai]

Didn't forget you...

I know what I said and I should take responsibility. From your comment, I take it you lost someone important to you.

Respect you have for another person should go both ways. You can not respect a person and have him/her treat you like rat fuck.

Having said this, who ever you lost, got mad at, didn't know you well enough to know what they were doing was making you upset.

All relationships, friends, lovers, goes through its ups and downs. If the person still respects, likes you, they will come back. Hopefully they will realize that what they were doing caused you to get mad. If they don't then their loss, you are a brilliant beautiful woman.