To the Boss:
Here is the smack-down of why I was VERY upset last Thursday: I don’t like answering questions! I’m too stupid, impatient, and uneasy in public. Plus, I can’t hear well, dammit! Just read my damn blog, if your parents want to know more about me. I really don’t verbalize my thoughts/feelings well and will fail all the time! Just back off. God dammit! Go away!
- I already emailed my home address to your Mom. Yet I was asked about where I lived. Haven’t y’all checked out our house yet or even bothered to visit to drop off some fruits or anything spontaneous and fun? Y’all are weird!
- I don’t like free-rides! I can drive far and wide (twice to the Lick Observatory by myself) and preferably fast at 80MPH. As a matter of fact, I don’t trust old timers to drive me. I would rather drive your parents to San Francisco, CA at my expense. Seriously, your Dad freaks me out like he’s going to pass out or something. I’d rather have your Mom talk non-stop in the BACK-SEAT to entertain me while I drive and let your Dad sit up front as a co-pilot/navigator. During the luncheon, I played dumb about not knowing about San Francisco, CA but have taken the BART and driven up there! I still have over $20 worth of BART tickets!
- I don’t travel well and will never go beyond locally. So to hear your Dad and Mom talk about traveling to Europe doesn’t interest me at all! I don’t sleep well with others or have ever bunked with non-relatives, ever! I need space, okay? Plus, I snore thank to my pushed-in snout. I prefer to pay and have paid expensively to sleep over at hotels. I get EASILY sick in foreign lands and wouldn’t last a day inhaling other peoples’ bad breath! Do y’all understand???
- I don’t take insults well, especially for your Dad to tell me that I’m not that refined enough to know a famous Italian opera house. Who cares? I know a little bit about TPTB and pals and yet I don’t put that much passion in anything or to put other people down! Do y’all understand?
- I get easily tired/worn out from sitting prolonged periods and would rather get up from the meal table after fifteen minutes of fast eating. I really don’t like sitting down and conversing between chewing my food! I would rather talk while walking or doing something else. I really don’t like eating out or have other people pay for my meals because it’s too expensive. I prefer cooking meals at home.
- I don’t like noise, crowds, or people! The overwhelming sensory input wears me down quick and of course I wouldn’t stop crying after the lunch. Seriously, I’m NOT an active person and prefer to be alone and contemplative with my thoughts. I can’t recharge my etheric batteries fast enough if y’all keep me busy with crappy activities, like talking, practicing, and such.
Overall, I don’t care what you think of me.
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