Sunday, January 18, 2009

I caved

What is wrong with this picture? M wakes up at 1:30pm and has to be at work for 2:45pm. She has 1 hour and 15 minutes to eat, shower, do her hair, do her make up, get dressed, and walk to work. This is not possible for M because she is a very slow and lethargic human being, not to mention that the walk to work itself is nearly an hour long.

So, if this time frame is impossible, how does she plan to get to work on time? Oh, that’s right, it is Sunday and I’m not working so obviously I will end up being her fucking chauffeur. She asks me at 2pm if I would like, “a free coffee at 2:30 in exchange for a ride.” Do I have a choice? Ok, sort of – but then what would she do? Be late and get fired? Take a cab there for 15 dollars? I mean, it is hardly a choice, I would just be an asshole if I said no.

What pisses me off the most about the situation is that she simply assumed I would be able and willing to drive her. If she had gotten up in time to do everything and walk there, I probably would have offered to give her a lift since I wasn’t doing much. Instead, she gets up late and simply assumes my ass will drive her there.

Well, she was right, I caved and I drove her. And I didn’t even take a free fucking coffee.

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