I know I've said it before, but I'll say it again. This time of year fucking sucks.
I just found out yet another ex-co-worker is pregnant. It's bad enough they text me asking me how to get pregnant, but they are also getting pregnant on their own and people are texting me the news. The count is up to six.
I am so glad I am not working there now, having to go through this every year.
If you need me, I'll be in the bathroom floor, curled up in the fetal position, crying, asking the world how this is fucking fair. HOW!?
1 comment:
I'll be right there with you. I am at 4 announcements so far.
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