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I hate working with my arrogant, stupid, retarded, assholey ex-boyfriend.
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Now would be a good time to tell him that.Dysfunction: the only constant feature in all of your dissatisfying relationships is you.
Nick, I know. BUT! We started dating when we were very young and he has become old and bitter and is not the same person he was in 1998.
slow down Montambo, are you admitting you are "old"... careful.Besides it is never too late to inform someone they are retarded and a buzz kill.
He's 4 years older than me.
Oh wait, I thought you were saying that I, Montambo, was the only constant feature in my dissatisfying relationships. Did you mean him? Yeah, there's no informing him of anything. He knows it all.
Oh wait, I thought you were saying that I, Montambo, was the only constant feature in my dissatisfying relationships. Did you mean him? Yeah, there's no informing him of anything. He knows it all.
then go buy the poster and paste his picture on it. I know stupid is a difficult enemy to combat but if you stay focused you can pierce the void occasionally.
...looking in my purse, commenting on my music, leaving piles of junk everywhere (including his neon recess teacher vest which is such an eyesore I'm about to hang myself with it), using my computer and my phone when there is a computer LAB (with phone) about 6 feet from me...
I hate arrogant, stupid, retarded, assholey people! UGH. Especially arrogant and assholey. Or just arrogant. But arrogant and stupid sucks too. Is he really all of those things at the same time or does he switch them up? If he's retarded AND arrogant at the same time you should be able to trick him into going away. "Hey, isn't that _______ over there? He was telling me how he needs some music advice. You're really great at suggesting things to read/synthesize/explain. You should give him a hand. (I think he would really get some of those more complex things you're always saying)"
Tambo, it seems to me that by engaging with this numbnuts in anyway, you encourage him. I've known dumbasses like that. Cut all ties. Who needs "Dear Abby" when I'm around?
Rusty wrote: "I've known dumbasses like that. Cut all ties."Servius Sextus Heiner wrote: "then go buy the poster and paste his picture on it."
Doni, gets what I am saying.
Rusty, how am I supposed to do that when he works with me every day?! And he's Marie's brother and she's my kin!
I just need him to stop being retarded and assholey. I might lose my library position next year, anyway, and be back in the classroom. Seeing less of Josh would be a silver lining to that situation.
I just need him to stop being retarded and assholey. I might lose my library position next year, anyway, and be back in the classroom. Seeing less of Josh would be a silver lining to that situation.
Okay, Bunny. That's what everyone says.
It's just that he'll be nice for a while, showing me pictures of his twins, blah, blah, blah, and then BAM!
I should really tell him what a stress he is to me at work, but. I'm so tired!!!
It's just that he'll be nice for a while, showing me pictures of his twins, blah, blah, blah, and then BAM!
I should really tell him what a stress he is to me at work, but. I'm so tired!!!
How dare he fish around in your purse! Tell him to get out of your face.Ouch. This is Marie's brother? Aye, there's the rub!
I think you should boobie trap his stomping grounds...Like put a 13 inch black rubber cock and some astroglide in your handbag...
beejee's on your ipod...
put some rubber cement glue on your phone receiver. (ever notice how remarkably close it looks like snot when it drys?)
maybe put a pair of dirty "really" dirty panties in your purse with either fake dookie stains or fake DNA stains...
Ask him if he can score you some smack, or meth...
What are beejees, please?
I love so much about this thread.(Obviously, being on Montambo's side...)
I like it when politeness rhymes!
bastard child of jujube and bee from fiji.
Yup, those endearing assholes around us are the worst, they get to you when you least expect it. You're all set into hating them, cursing them, listing all their faults. And then WHAM! They do something nice. How dare they! Evil.
My father is like that. He's a loving, arrogant, asshole.
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It might be time for me to transfer. WHAT A BLOW-HARD moron!