The Bad Week Post

I've officially decided that I don't want to be sweet Jayme anymore. It has done me no good at all. From here on out, I'm removing my filter...at least until I feel guilty about it and change my mind tomorrow, at which point, I will probably just go back to "la la laa-ing" and keep what I'm really thinking inside....

1.) Your children do not have a behavioral problem, you have a parenting problem. Stop feeding their little bodies Pepsi and smacking them around just for being children hyped up on caffeine and sugar and I'm positive they will shape up and probably even surpass your greatness *please note my sarcasm because it was very intentional*.

2.) I work in a doctor's office. That does not mean, however, that it is impossible for you to give me too much information:

I do not want to know what color your vomit was last night.

I am happy that you've lost weight, but lady...I do not need you to yank up your shirt and flash me in order for me to believe you. Don't ever do that again.

I do not need to know that your gyno puts beautiful pictures for you on the ceiling to help you relax when you're on your back. I promise you we have NO intention of doing the same thing and I do NOT need the visual.

3.) It is NEVER ok to wear spandex shorts in place of pants. Never ever ever. Two of you assulted my eyes within the last twelve days and you should be ashamed. I've recently come to the conclusion that, as a society, we struggle so much to pretend "it's what's inside that's important" that we've actually gotten uglier. Through the 1990's the average person wasn't average at all. More specifically, most people were a 7. Now, just less than two decades later the average person is a 4. I blame it on the media’s obsession for people to feel good about themselves for being smart or nice or honorable. I'm sorry, but if you are wearing spandex pants, none of that counts.

4.) What did I ever do to you?? Be nice to me or leave me alone!

Now I'm starting my weekend early.

Have the best 10th day ever.