Über Stressed

As the impending doom date approaches at the speed of light, I find myself constantly at the end of my temper fuse.  And I can’t help but feel that somedays everyone out there has turned stupid to royally PISS me off to add to the whole stressed situation that is very quickly turning me into a seething pile of Mad Cow PMS.

But my sister did also point out that due to the whole stress thing I’m also becoming more unreasonable. To the point where I’m demanding impossible things to be possible.  I tell her it’s a Catch 22.  If stupid people didn’t piss me off, I wouldn’t get so angry and start yelling and making ridiculous stipulations of said stupid people so they can fix their fuck-ups and make things up to me.

It’s true.  I’m not saying that I’m completely not at fault. I have a short fuse and I do blow up frequently and I’m a vindictive grudge bearer. However, if people didn’t so often give me a reason to be in Mad Cow PMS mode, I’m normally a happy person. 

But see, there’s THESE dumb fucks I have to deal with:

There’s the slow as a 3 toed sloth in straitjacket restaurant manager who can’t get anything till it is literally drawn out for him down to the guts, in 3 languages. Then there’s the dumbass bitch of a hotel assistant manager, who is so badly trained and stupid that she cannot apologise to my face for royally fucking up my bill, till I ripped her and her boss a new asshole, and even then she’s insincere. And I cannot forget my clear as mud dressmaker who, after 21 months of description, pictures & diagrams STILL can’t get my dress right. Then there’s the soon to be ex-friends on the invitee list who cannot confirm attendance for whatever lame reasons and still giving me the run-around. And I can barely get a grip on myself when I think about the wankers that my folks have invited who demand whole tables for themselves and their uninvited offsprings/parents/whores escorts dates and insists on being seated at prime tables.

So lets be honest; is it really awful of me to demand for gratis stuff from the caterers?  Is it really unreasonable that I want free upgrades for all the pain and suffering I went through with my bank because the hotel massively overcharged me? Am I a horrible person because I demanded that my dressmaker replace me a new dress because she can’t make me what I want after 21 months of alterations?  Am I going to hell if I cut out indifferent and self centred (soon to be ex-)friends when they can’t give me a straight yes or no when the event is only 3 weekends away?

Anyway, I can feel my blood pressure rising again and I really don’t want to have another tear my hair out session so I’m just going to leave it here.

With a cute cartoon.  Enjoy folks.  May you find it as Deja Moo as I do.  :D  After all, that really does remind me of me.

Comments

[Me]

It's your party ! erm.. wedding !

erm.. you could get another dress in the hope that it could be better than the one you want ... seat your non-committed friends in the nether regions of the hall (probably closest to the loo or kitchen) ... forget to listen to your relatives' requests and seat them as you please ...

heheheheheh :D