So today is another milestone that Laurie looks forward to and I dread the most. Family gatherings. I love my family more than anything in this world but the thought of spending an hour or two with all of them at a birthday brunch is excruciating. Sitting outside, in the sun, files, misters and slow service while Laurie comments on anyone and everyone that walks by that my family knows is about the worst situation of all. It's like a fat girl lap dance on a gay man's face.
Today was no exception. Sitting in the hot sun, waiting for food while all of the left over reunion people from this weekend were eating inside...horrific.
You know she is just waiting for one moment of torture to set her off. Just one name. One phone number. One meaty piece of information to come innocently from the mouth of a family member that she can exploit. She even has the nerve to try to memorize the menu of the brunch so she can tell her mom, dad or sister that she was sitting near us so she "overheard" the conversation. Like I would let that little mini bitch sit near my family with all the problems that she's caused. Like I wouldn't recognize her....no fucking way.
Family outings where everyone is present is also the best time for her to rob my home...it's happened before.
Now I am siting in my cold dark room wishing that one of my team members would get off their asses and do something better than wheel and deal with her.
