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So my boyfriend is being a total douchebag. I got home from work last night, LATE and tired as shit. I had puked twice before I went, and I had an abnormally slow & monotonous sales shift; my boss was being a bitch and I only ended up making 200 dollars in sales after my 3 hour shift. I had worked in mens, which I had NEVER before, and knew none of the product knowledge, and if you have big titties you make more money in mens.
So I get home, call him like he had asked, & this was our conversation.
A:"how are you?"
E:"tired"
A:"why? how was work?"
E:"tiring. had to clean till 10:10. head office is coming tomorrow"
A:"OoOoO *sarcastic tone*"
E:"...thanks for the sarcasm"
A:"you could never work with us"
E:"why do you always do that?"
A:"what"
E:"you ask what I did or how I am and you just say how much worse you have it and that I shouldnt talk."
A:"dont tell me then."
E:"...."
A:"just say you're tired"
E:"...you asked."
So yeah. Not to happy about that. Just talked to him, and apparently I made a big deal out of it? Honest to God, that was our conversation. I was writing this thing about the most important people in my life today in theology and how I could come to you and say anything without feeling judged or ridiculed. but I cant. This isn't a single isolated incident. This happens every time I tell him something I have done. School, work, whatever. I don't like the fact that my other half doesn't even take me seriously, and he's on some sort of fucking ego trip. I just had a VERY difficult day (not to mention I got my braces tightened the day before for the FIRST time...ps: anyone know any good pain management methods?) and all I wanted was a shower, not to be belittled by the man that is supposed to love me. I really dont like this. We do not have open communication at all. Nada. You'd think after two years you'd be able to be completely open & not have to worry about saying the wrong things. Even when I try to talk about our relationship, he refuses. I am very very frustrated.
Anyways, so today was ok. The lightning around 6:20 this morning was spectactular, although it woke me up. I just said "eff it" and opened my window and watched the light parade across the sky. it was breathtaking. so thennn...got to school. met up with raz, katie, & mark for the Waterloo university presentation, had a smoke, was BORED out of my brain by this lady, went to all my classes, took pics afterschool with raz and mark, had the BUS DRIVE RIGHT BY ME, and then, luckly, saw paige at the bus stop. So yeah. I'm not in the best of moods right now. I kind of want to bust some heads. I'll let you know how that goes.
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