Now that I have embarked on my 30s, I have become much less interested in being cordial to people that suck. But the question is: do they REALLY suck, or am I just a tough – albeit older - crowd? After much internal debate, my conclusion is that they really do suck.
Thirty-something Judgment Dailies:
- Don’t drive as shitty as I do. My road rage has increased ten-fold (old ladies are still exposed to “the finger” and/or cruel remarks about their parents)
- If you choose to parade around the gym locker room like “Naked Barbie” (except with hail damage and kankles) don’t be surprised at the snickering disguised as coughs
- Brass knuckles is my jewelry of choice, especially on the off chance that my server brings my soup out WITH my entrée
Am I turning into a grumpy old lady? No, I just realize that my days are limited, and so is my attention span. Why waste valuable time with people who annoy me? They have always been as frustrating as black socks with sneakers. Now, with my new low-friend diet I am forced to entertain the notion that I truly like only a handful of people…and I’m ok with that. As I lie awake at night and assemble the guest list for my funeral, I know that there will be just enough people to lift the midget onto my coffin so that he can perform “the worm” as Lou Ferrigno recites my eulogy.
ON TAP:
WNDC is tonight at Cosmo/Lava…heard WNDC NYE attendees get free booze.
 Kim
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