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Ok...DZRose, you have now inspired me to finish what I started here. I have a few more people to...ahem...bitch about.

My boyfriend's mother: DEAR LORD, WOMAN! I always thought that those "mother-in-law" nightmare stories were made for the movies, but you have proven me wrong. I especially loved that summer I had to have you living in my house while you bitched day in and day out about what I ate, wore, and spent my money on. You had the nerve to bring up your son's ex-girlfriend (you know, the one who lied and cheated on him and is a total bitch) over 1 million times in conversation since I have known you. I have tried to be your "bud" but you are just a fucktard, however I will remain cordial to you so that I don't give my boyfriend a nervous breakdown.

Nicole: It was really groovy how you showed your appreciation for me getting your lame ass a job. Yeah, even though the market sucked at that point (and still does) and you have nothing other than working in a Pickle factory for 4 summers in a row and playing sex games with the immigrant farm workers in the pickle freezers for job experience, I got you an entry level job with my up and coming dot com company. You are the biggest bitch for SLEEPING with my boss, the recruiter, and half the editorial staff and then acting surprised when I get pissed off. My favorite part though is that I was the one who got LAID OFF and they kept your skanky ass......although I guess it doesn't matter since the company went out of business about 2 months after and you can't get a good recommendation to save your life. Maybe you'll eventually understand that you don't throw away a friendship for a piece (or in your case, many, many pieces) of ass.

Mom: stop bragging to your friends that you put me through college. I have the 50K in student loans and the W-2's from working 3 jobs at a time. Sometimes I wonder if you are already senile.

Former boss: YOU WILL NEVER, EVER treat me like crap again. I love how I just walked out on you and redeemed myself after putting up with your crap for many a horrid month. You may have money in the bank, but you ain't got class and it absolutely shows that you are nouveau riche. Where I come from, the eat people like you for a midnight snack. Did it ever occur to you WHY the past 5 of your assistants have either left suddenly for "medical reasons" or walked out and never came back? Hmm...might be something to think about. I hope that if our paths cross again, that it will be in a dark alley with a bunch of blood-thirsty lunatics. FREAK.

Weird guy on the plane last week: Just a thought, but it probably isn't a good idea to share stories of the time some guy sexually molested you in a hotel room to someone you've known for literally 15 minutes. I may have to seek counseling due to the images you forced into my head. Yikes.



Allright...that is all for now.