Friday, June 20, 2008
I tried to comfort the son-of-a-bitch, I swear. And look what happened, folks. I get the shit thrown back in my face by her, the genuine shit. Oh well, I guess it just goes to show what I've always kind of known - namely, that those very same people who are THE most circle-the-buzzards sensitive, insecure, etc., are at the same time damned insensitive to others. Of course, the fact that this SOB was also a drunkard and crazy, staggered like a fool on her inner-tube period, I probably shouldn't have expected much in terms of pure etiquette, huh?