Bad week over. What if we broke it off entirely?

[carrotgirl]

Yah. What if we just stopped...? Neither of us said anything. Neither of us had to. His crazy-making wore me out and on top of the stress from the job it was too much. The Giant Douche out-douched himself.

 

As of the close of last week we're both evidently on self-imposed NC. I hope the haters and naysayers out there are finally happy though sorry, If I'm not miserable enough yet for the coping board, DO let me know....

 

He put me on ignore for a day. I put him on ignore for the rest of my life. I fully intend never to speak to him again. I don't even have to talk with him at the office. I offloaded him onto one of my staff earlier today.

 

I'll walk in the office one morning this week and he'll be all sunshine and kisses. Or he'll phone asking will I join him for dinner or a movie. It's his pattern. Yah. Frigging Waffle Boy can kiss my dainty rear.

 

I love this man a lot. I hope he drops dead. A little conflict of interest never hurt anyone. Right?

 

Meanwhile back in the jungle, I must find a new career path. This one is killing me. I actually heard myself say to someone earlier that I was tired of being a scientist today and I'd rather walk cats for a living. I meant it too.

 

Carrot

[BiAxident]

Yah. Frigging Waffle Boy can kiss my dainty rear.

 

Waffle Boy? There must be a story behind that moniker? Did he work at Waffle House?

 

I actually heard myself say to someone earlier that I was tired of being a scientist today and I'd rather walk cats for a living. I meant it too.

 

I told my ex-gf you could walk cats! But would she let me walk hers? Nope!

[kizik]

Carrot,

 

you've got a poetic/sarcastic/ironic style that's refreshing and erotically inspiring.

[sao2]

Carrot, sorry to hear about your troubles. I was seriously hoping that things would work out for the best between you two.

 

Science can suck, alot, at times. I gave up on it for a couple of years myself. I realized that it was one thing that truly gave me a purpose during the hard times.

 

Walking cats can be great, at 5 o'clock you can go home and forget about walking cats, but then the next day you walk cats again, after a while you want to think about science again.

good luck,

[carrotgirl]

BiAx, Kizik, Sao! Thanks.

 

He took care of his needs before helping me to take care of mine. I can't really fault him for that.

 

It's more of the same pattern, not only his, also mine. I know, for example, that there's no such thing as loverly onus.

 

I've been suffering from wounded pride.

Bad Carrot!

[carrotgirl]

Sao?

 

I do see that it's time for a new placement. Almost all of my problems can be attributed to unhappiness with this work situation. I think that includes GD as well. From way back in time. I'm not happy and it's more than spilling over into everything else that isn't work-related. I'm too wimpy to resign though.

 

Carrot

[carrotgirl]

What is it with pricks today?

 

... You smell so good Gorgeous.

 

What Carrot said: What?

 

... Dollface, what is your perfume?

 

What Carrot said: Don't call me Dollface. Go away.

 

... You're so beautiful.

 

What Carrot said: Are you jacked? What word didn't you understand?

 

... Tell me what perfume that is Turnip.

 

What Carrot said: Oh my God. It's Carrot, not Turnip. Now kindly get the fuc k away from me.

 

... Sugar, come out and have a drink with me.

 

What Carrot thought: NO NO NO a thousand times NO you idiot lick! NO! I do not want to drink with you, eat with you, share my personal life with you or in any way have anything to do with you.

 

What Carrot said: Can't. Going home to walk the Cat.

 

When's the next time you'll go out?

 

What Carrot thought: For you? Never.

 

What Carrot said: Never.

 

NEVER. Read my lips. NEVER.

If you learn the difference between there, their and they're.

If you figure out how to tie shoelaces and stop wearing loafers.

If you stop calling me Dollface, Sugar, Gorgeous, Turnip or anything that isn't Carrot.

 

And see that gorgeous hunk of a giant douche over there? If you looked just like him, smelled just like him and you also happened to love me to bits I still would not go out with you! WHY? Because if you were the last man on earth and were just like the GD with mad skills over there, NEVER!

 

Have you met our corporate fecal legal, my philandering ex. ex? He also thinks I smell like Eau de Have Cocktails With Me with top notes of Siton Myface and bottom notes of Yourass is Lickable. You two should get together.

 

Can I please have oblivion now?

Turnip