Desi Girl Called Isheeta

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

There's a lady at work who has been pissing me off royally.

You know, I thought that when I get married, auntyji snickers and snide comments would stop. But as we all know by now, problems don't go away.. they just transform and mutate into witches.

So ever since I got married, she has been rubbing it in my face as to when I am going to have kids.

Like hello you dumb snooty lady, the honeymoon bed is still creaking loud and clear, ok?!

So I have been brushing it off albeit politely, because well, its none of her nosy business when my uterus decides to go into overdrive. Also, I have enough emotional drama going on in my life as a newly-wed to start thinking of spewing out babies. This lady, who we shall call RoyalBitchInTheAss for simplicity's sake, is a few years older than me. So yeah, not so much, because last I checked, I wasn't ready to keel over the grave or a will. She also has a teenage son, which means she was married when I was finishing up high school.

So while I was submitting my university entrance applications, this lady was lying in bed with her husband ensuring the survival of her RoyalBitch genes. Her mentality is old-school mentality (read: dumb)

It also seems that this lady is more concerned about my biological clock ticking away louder than my mother is. She's a generally nice funny person when she wants to be, but she is all about herself too. She can be such a catty catty woman. Ugh. I CANNOT stand women who are self-righteous catty snooty little twats. Since I have been married, it seems the number of women who fit into this category have suddenly increased at an exponential scale. I cannot begin to tell you the number of women I have come across who are so downright rude, inconsiderate, and openly back-bite just to get a rise out of you because they cannot stand your happiness, or because they don't have manners, or because thats how BROWN women are - catty, self-absorbent little bitches. NO wonder there are so many single brown people out there! Put together egotistical brown guys, with even more witchy egotistical brown girls, and presto, you have the biggest load of brown shit out there!

I'm sorry, I am not talking about the general brown desi population so you can lay off those pitchforks, I am talking about the few brown people/stereotypes out there who ruin it for all of us. Like that lady at work.

Yesterday I was really hungry and I didn't want to go to the vending machine, so RoyalBitchInTheAss offered me some grapes. I offered her my thanks and tell her that the grapes are a better alternative than the chocolate because I am trying to workout and eat healthy and lose weight. Then she asks me when I am going to have kids, because according to her, I AM GETTING OLD and I only have a few years left, and I shouldnt wait. I was almost tempted to yell at her very loudly that I had no intention of bringing any kids into this world who would be subjected to walking excrement like her. But I didn't. I just said that I was waiting till after my reception. She bulldozes that information then she proceeds to ask me how old I am. I add a few years to my age just to piss her off, and she goes, oh you must have some kids NOW, tut-tuting along.

I hope this lady dies.

I'm sorry there is no other way of making me feel better, than hopefully be present at her immediate and sudden demise. Which I also hope will be long and painful.

Today, while I was admiring one of my other good friends at work and how great she looked in those skinny jeans, RoyalBitchInTheAss goes, "well you better do something about it then!"

By this time, I am ready to fly in a rage, so I yell at her, "RoyalBitchInTheAss, why are you so mean?! You are so damned mean!"

RoyalBitchInTheAss responds, "thats how you're gonna get to it, you're gonna be inspired!"

I tell her, "Skinny jeans thinks the same way, but she isn't mean about it! You're like one of those mean auntijis that I hate and avoid at parties because they can't keep their mouth shut!"

RoyalBitchInTheAss is shocked, then responds, cutely, nicely "I gave you grapes!"

I wanted to tell her that she could shove her grapes up her ass for all I care, but then.. it was the longest 2 seconds of my life. I knew this was damage control, and I didnt want to cause a bigger scene than what I was already causing, so I said, also cutely, "fine!"

I was seething. Livid. Ready to explode.

Why are women like this?! If guys fought, they would FightClub this out. Sometimes I wish I was a guy.

Then I went back to work, and googled for online voodoo curses. Then I remembered they're haram. Then I went back to my work. again.

She later came up to me, to apologize. She asked me if I was still mad at her, and then she said that she understood, it is hard to lose weight. Really?! REALLY, you piece of jackass flostrum? Do you really understand my emotions and why I got harakiri on you, because if you really do understand, hallelluah there is hope that you are not going to die a lonely and miserable death!

Instead of freaking out at her and bitch-slapping her like I had imagined, and yelling at her that I hated her guts.... I just got a little teary and lumpythroatish (??????????? who knows, I don't know?!!?!!) and told her that we are cool. I am such a girl. I (almost) cry at everything!

It's not cool. I feel like such a sell-out. I was supposed to yank her hair, have her ass-whopped by a crocodile while a wild animal was gouging her eyes out, then toss her around like pigskin in a field of burly football players. Instead because I didn't want any drama, I said its cool.

It is not ok. I cannot stand people who think they know it all and go out of their way to make others feel like shit because it makes them feel good, pretending they are nice later on. Did I mention I have come across SO MANY OF THESE in the last 3 months?! It is like the floodgates of evil women have opened. I cannot believe women can be so catty and so bitchy. Clearly I have not hung around enough women like I thought I did. I so prefer guys to women at this rate. If a guy hates you, he tells you. He yells at you so you never want to go back to him.  If a girl hates you, she will candycoat her insults, so you can go back to her again and again to be insulted. No different than domestic abuse. What the hell?! I am not speaking for all women, I am speaking of the women who have the ability to do this, and do it simply because they believe they can get away with it.

So rather than being a similar worst snooty, inconsiderate, self-righteous, selfish catty little bitch out there, I let her get away with it and decided to be the biggest sappiest doormat out there.

I still hope she suffers a miserable existence. or death. i'm not picky.

Posted by isheeta on Thursday, 22 October 2009 at 03:20 PM in Bitch Files, DramaMama, Dumb People @ Work, Isheeta Angry! Isheeta Smash! | Permalink | Comments (3)

People at work and other animals

Aaaaagh!!!

Posted by isheeta on Tuesday, 16 December 2008 at 11:15 AM in Bitch Files, Dumb People @ Work, Morons | Permalink | Comments (0)

A few rotten tomatoes

I'll get right down to it:

1. MSN
I prefer MSN over Fb any day. Sometimes on MSN I get the odd freakshow who will strip for me without being asked, which is fun cuz ... it just is. You get to laugh at them and put up it up on our blog. Not only do you get to chat with someone real time (unlike Fb), but you also get to bypass the gadzillion identical pics of someone's nostrils at various angles that were taken at a party which you got invited to because you were chums with the ex-gf of your undergrad friend's best friends' cousin's uncle's grandma knit club. Yes, there is no "poking" per se in MSN, but there is the vibrating Nudge! My big beef with MSN users though is this: Please learn to use the "Status" button.

There are some people who are logged onto MSN day and night. Good for you, I'm glad you realize there's more to life than Fb/getting some fresh air/going to the gym/getting cramps/rearing babies/getting  married! At the same time, you've got to realize this is false advertising! Tech-dumb people like me are inclined to think that you are actually sitting in front of the computer all day and LOLing the night away with your 450+ friends!

So when I come online, and see you online.. and go..
Ish: hey babycakes! Whats' up?!
Random dude: hey Ish! not much, whats new with you?
Ish: nothing, just got home from work.. whats the plan tonight?
[50 years go by]
Random dude: Oh not much, sorry, was talking to a friend on the phone.
Ish: {YOU. LOUSY. FUCKTARD.} Oh, thats cool, well, don't let me keep you, I'll catch you later.
Random dude: Oh I'm done now, dont worry about it. So how's things?
Ish: oh you know, same crap different day. Oh guess what?!!!!
[100 years go by. Automobiles are non-existent now. Everyone travels in warp speed Star Trek style. McDonalds still exist and so obesity is still rampant].
Random dude twat: Oh, sorry about that. I had to clean up my apartment and vacuum my car.
Ish: {{I hope you slam the car door on your fingers very soon}}. Um, I forgot what we were talking about.
Random twat: So what were you so excited about?
Ish: Oh right. You know that trip to NY I was telling you about?
[5.5 light years later]
Random twat: Oh sorry, my family is over and I had to socialize with them.
Ish: {{{PLEASE DIE, jackass}}. Oh, family's very important, have fun! gotta jet, ttyl.

What was so damn wrong in using the "AWAY" button?! I believe they even have "on the phone" or you can personalize to "jerking off" or "eating toenails". Some people even put music stuff on. If you are not in front of the computer, or feel the need to ignore me.... please... do it.  Don't say you're "online" when youre not. It is very misleading, especially to a psychotic like me.  And then they wonder why they fall on the block list.

2. People at work
I work in a bank. Needless to say, I make a negative salary. Its the most stressful job I've had in my life. Its also the most lowest paying job I've had in my life. Which is kinda sad, because the level of stress and paycheque are supposed to follow an inversely proportional relationship. Anyways, one of the 5 big banks in Canada is facing a class-action lawsuit at the moment. Im really happy that someone decided to grow some balls and come fwd about how pathetic banks are in compensating (or not) their employees. You work like a dog, and you don't even make enough to buy a bone to bury in your backyard. That's how sad it is. What's even worse is that, management in banks need help. They are obessed with work.  I can understand if youre Donald Trump and your job will actually heap unfathomable rewards. But I really don't get paid enough to take my work home with me, and neither do the crapshit morons at work. But they do. I went to a colleague's wedding, and all they talked about amidst shiney cutlery and exquisite tiramisu is about their clients and their mutual funds. ITS SO SAD. ITS A FREAKIN WEDDING. GET DRUNK, GET LAID, GET DELIRIOUS, GET WHACKED. LIVE LIFE FOR A BIT! TAKE THE PLAYSTATION OUT OF YOUR KIDS' HANDS, GO OUT, ENJOY SOME FAMILY TIME, BUT STOP TALKING ABOUT WORK ALL THE TIME!!!

Have you ever seen slaves? No? Please open a history book, because every country has some sort of slavery history. But if youre too lazy, just go to any bank, and see how these employees react when the words "audit" or "incentive bonus" or "customer appreciation day" or "sales revenue" are brought up. The other day, I was a bit down. My manager pulled me aside, and said that me being down was not what I was being paid for.

FUCK YOU, Ish's manager, I hope you get run over a steamroller. There is more to life than money. I bet if I was your daughter you wouldn't be talking to me like a Borg. I am not a machine, some people do have Off days sometimes. I hope you grow a pituitary gland sometimes and know what its like to think of other people besides your fuckin' clients.

3. People who wait 20 minutes in line to deposit $20 cheques.
These people need to: 1) grow a brain and 2) get their priorities in order. Then maybe they will move past the crackhouse and accomplish something in life. They will always be bottompool scum if they waste their time doing things that they could easily have done in an ATM machine or via webbanking.

4. Columbia House DVD company.
I hope this company and its warehouses of overpriced DVDs spontaneously combust. Send me Japanese spam email any day over this.

5. Typepad
For deleting my entire 10 page post last night instead of publishing it.

Have an awesome weekend!

Posted by isheeta on Friday, 22 June 2007 at 11:13 PM in Bitch Files, Dumb People @ Work, Isheeta's MSN Windows, Morons | Permalink | Comments (17)

The Red Print

How shall I say this nicely...

You know when you're making out with someone, and this someone gets SO carried away that they start making WEIRD faces? And of course, during this hot-and-bothered session, you're supposed to keep your eyes closed, but then your nose starts to itch, so you open your eyes for a bit because you want to experience this romantic sensation of itchy nose, when you suddenly notice this ultra-freaky face that this someone has made, and then you go... ohhhhh ....sheeeeeet.

My point? I'm the type of person who would tell that someone, "are you ok? why are you making that freaky face?" And then this person would get all flustered and go, "nothing!" (and then think in their head, shoot, was I making my funny-ew face?) Yes, I would totally embarass this person to bits.

And then you'd both start laughing together, and the great West-Side Love Story is born!

My point is... sometimes I see people write things in their blogs that is ALL about them. And I go, yay, thats nice, because that IS the reason I have stepped in their blog/private life. To read all about them.  I'm curious, yeah. What makes you tick? I want to know! And then some anonymous jerk/jerkess would walk in and reprimand them for being so self-centred when there are children in Darfur feasting on mosquitoes and bark chips, thus insinuating bloggersdon't deserve to... well, I don't know, live!

Preposterous, I say! Everybody needs to let go sometimes, and if the people in Turkey can have their day because they can't decide about their president, then so can you in your own little world!

That's why I talked about something like this, and that's why I completely let go when I'm with people I'm close to.

So thats why when I talk about my shopping experience today here.. if anybody implies I'm being a selfish little Aniston, please be warned that I will chew you alive!

Right, ok.

So yes, shopping. I went to Yorkdale, I went to Sq 1. About 30 or so stores... and there is nothing. Nothing! There is nothing that you want to wear that will take your breath away on a hot summer's day! Even the shoes/sandals ... aren't up to par! *gasp* Same old schtick, different colors. Why is it if some movie star wore a particular piece of clothing, the entire retail world of north america wants every girl in North America to wear it to death?

I've heard countries in Europe are a bit more original in terms of fashion. Not everybody looks like everybody else's clone. I did buy this hot red dress though. It's super-cute-sophisticated and of course I will never wear it in front of a desi man because then he will think I have befriended every man within a 3 mile radius of me.

So I wore the red dress to work. WOW. It is AMAZING how getting dressed up for work will work wonders for your ego. Observe.

Client at work who pops up from nowhere: Hi! (smiles)
Isheeta (looking up from work): Hi. :)
Client at work who pops up from nowhere: What's your name?
Isheeta: Its Isheeta.
Client at work who pops up from nowhere: *checking out my boobies* THAT'S a GREAT name! (big grin)
Isheeta: Thanks
Colleagues passing by: *snickering to death*

That was probably the most lamest pick-up line I've ever heard in my entire life, poor blokey. BUT, it was hilarious, and now everybody at work cracks up with it.

Next client: "Gosh, what HORRIBLE weather we're having!" (yes, a day in the life of isheeta's workplace will not be complete if the beloved weather was not brought into the fold).
Isheeta: *muttering under her breath* "well whadya know, life IS indeed fair, after all! I'm warm at work, and you're not, hahahahahhahahahahhahahhahahahaha!"
Next client: Say what?
Isheeta: Nothing. I was just saying, it is indeedy a horrible day we are having.  I'm so glad you feel the need to tell me this because yes, as per popular belief, I, Isheeta do indeed control the weather... and today, with my red dress.

Colleague at work: Ish, I love your dress! It's so cute!
Ish: Thanks.... but you can't have it. Hahaha!
Colleague at work: *offended* I wasn't asking for it!
Ish: lol, I was kidding, ok,relax!
Colleague at work: Bitch!
Ish: you wanna fight it out?
Colleague at work: shut up, you know I love you.

Random stranger at Shoppers Drug Mart where I went to after work: Hi, I just had to say, I love your dress! Where did you get it?
Isheeta: *tee hee* oh this old thing?! I don't remember, but thanks, I love it too!
Random stranger at Shoppers Drug Mart where I went to after work: Are you single?
Isheeta: Yes, but... you're not a man.
Random stranger at Shoppers Drug Mart where I went after work: That's ok, I have a brother though, and he's a man.
Isheeta: oh. Awesome!
Random stranger at Shoppers Drug Mart where I went after work: But he's married.
Isheeta: oh. Nah!
Random stranger at Shoppers Drug Mart where I went after work: Whatever, you're missing out!

********
There! True story, all of that, no joke.

Moral of the story:  I hope those people that think I am in my own shallow little world and oblivious to the world around me.... there is a point to this. Shop red. Be inspi(red).

Posted by isheeta on Tuesday, 01 May 2007 at 11:58 PM in Dumb People @ Work | Permalink | Comments (8)

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