Random pet peeve

September 29th, 2014, 1:24 PM by Goddess

I guess since I’ve always been the poorest kid I knew, and then the poorest young adult, and then poorest adult, I’ve always been mindful of dining on others’ tabs. In other words, you can count on me to order the cheapest thing on the menu about 97% of the time.

That other 3% of the time, I have plans to pay my own way and I will eat what I damn well want.

It just annoys the hell out of me to see people consistently ordering the most expensive things on the menu. Like it’s owed to them or something.

Or is it just my “just glad to be invited — don’t ruin it” brain that is really the problem here? Should everyone feel entitled to eat what they want without fear that someone like me is keeping track and wondering what, exactly, you did to earn it?



Not a threat. Just a fact.

September 29th, 2014, 6:55 AM by Goddess

It’s one of those days where life is falling apart on so many levels, the first jackass who picks a fight with me (and there were three on Friday afternoon, so consider that) is probably going to regret it. That’s because the filter is off today. Gloves are next.