I hate it when someone promises me something and then backs down. I especially hate it when the broken promise was to come in early for work in order to relieve me. I’ve been here for over 10 hours now, after less than four hours of sleep, and I WANT TO FUCKING GO HOME ALREADY!!!
Aaaand… just as I was typing that she called and said her alarm didn’t go off and she’s on her way. Awesome. No one has to die.
Here’s some haiku to honor all you muthas!
(the first one’s dedicated to my brother who had to spend the day with preacher mom – better him than me! snort!)
preaching on sunday
does not a happy day make
pass me the muzzle
(and this one’s to me mum)
only mom i know
you didn’t give birth to me
you gave me much more