Thursday, April 11, 2013
Thursday's Monkey Butt
Every day, every waking hour that I see, he's on that phone. Paying no never mind to those around him, not caring at all that his prego girl friend has some serious issues, emotionally or hormonal (don't fear, there's nothing seriously wrong with me) or that the precious 9 year old needs some training with softball.
Then of course, today for TWO hours you ignore me you expect me to just think that you're working? How does this make sense? It seems as though, that phone and whomever is on the receiving end of it is far more important than anything at home.
So I'm to believe that doesn't apply at work?
My Monkey Ass!!!
Watch out for the monkey poo, cause the shits getting deep here...