I wrote this in the "Dear _______" thread in one of my groups, but I felt that a blog would be much more satisfying.
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Dear Boyfriend,
Hey how you doin' ok look here's the deal.
You were once unemployed for six months, not too long ago. Then you got a job, and now you're laid off again. I know, it sucks, but trust me... considering you sit around in your underwear playing video games all day while I'm slaving away at a fucking factory and worrying about bills and feeding the two of us, it sucks WAY worse for me.
Just to remind you of how I felt about you during your ungrateful, lazy-ass demeanor the first time around, I wanted to fucking smother you with a pillow in your sleep. Your only duties were to take me to/pick me up from work, clean the house and cook meals. That's it. All together, maybe three hours of work for you a day. And what did you do?
1. You forgot to/slept through picking me up from work while at the same time making me late to work because you were either hungover or were just too lazy to get out of bed on time
2. Left the house with moldy dishes in the sink (WHICH I DO NOT UNDERSTAND, WE HAVE A DISHWASHER), the bathtub with whatever residue builds up in there thus creating a black veil of grossness all over it, oh how I could go on about that one
3. And bitched about cooking, suggesting take-out pretty much every night. And, not to bring up point two again, but the take-out boxes or wrappers would sit in our living room for weeks on end 'cuz you didn't do your shit.
Listen here, mister man. I love you to death, I do, which is why I put up with your UNAPPRECIATIVE, INDIGNANT AND FUCKING NASTY attitude last winter when you weren't working. Not this time, buddy. This time, not only are you GOING TO DO housewife chores, but you are going to tirelessly look for a job, because I am not going to let you put me though that bullshit again.
I would love to come home, put my arms around you and kiss you and hug you until the sun sets and we go to sleep next to each other, but it's hard to do that with someone who can't even respect the fact that I'm working my ass off to support them. So don't be an asshole.
Got it? You picking up what I'm putting down?
K thanks. Love you.
- Kavvy
OH AND P.FUCKING.S.
If you dare utter a word of protest to any of this, I promise I won't and don't give a fuck. So I wouldn't whine, bitch or complain if I were you. 'Cuz it will fall on angry, screaming albeit deaf to your childishness ears.
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Dear Boyfriend,
Hey how you doin' ok look here's the deal.
You were once unemployed for six months, not too long ago. Then you got a job, and now you're laid off again. I know, it sucks, but trust me... considering you sit around in your underwear playing video games all day while I'm slaving away at a fucking factory and worrying about bills and feeding the two of us, it sucks WAY worse for me.
Just to remind you of how I felt about you during your ungrateful, lazy-ass demeanor the first time around, I wanted to fucking smother you with a pillow in your sleep. Your only duties were to take me to/pick me up from work, clean the house and cook meals. That's it. All together, maybe three hours of work for you a day. And what did you do?
1. You forgot to/slept through picking me up from work while at the same time making me late to work because you were either hungover or were just too lazy to get out of bed on time
2. Left the house with moldy dishes in the sink (WHICH I DO NOT UNDERSTAND, WE HAVE A DISHWASHER), the bathtub with whatever residue builds up in there thus creating a black veil of grossness all over it, oh how I could go on about that one
3. And bitched about cooking, suggesting take-out pretty much every night. And, not to bring up point two again, but the take-out boxes or wrappers would sit in our living room for weeks on end 'cuz you didn't do your shit.
Listen here, mister man. I love you to death, I do, which is why I put up with your UNAPPRECIATIVE, INDIGNANT AND FUCKING NASTY attitude last winter when you weren't working. Not this time, buddy. This time, not only are you GOING TO DO housewife chores, but you are going to tirelessly look for a job, because I am not going to let you put me though that bullshit again.
I would love to come home, put my arms around you and kiss you and hug you until the sun sets and we go to sleep next to each other, but it's hard to do that with someone who can't even respect the fact that I'm working my ass off to support them. So don't be an asshole.
Got it? You picking up what I'm putting down?
K thanks. Love you.
- Kavvy
OH AND P.FUCKING.S.
If you dare utter a word of protest to any of this, I promise I won't and don't give a fuck. So I wouldn't whine, bitch or complain if I were you. 'Cuz it will fall on angry, screaming albeit deaf to your childishness ears.
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DO. NOT. GET. THIS. ONE!!!
this is an exceedingly common occurrence where I work... I often tell girls what the great Vanilla Ice once told me...
Not sure where one would find said hero but there is some clarity in his words, methinks.
Anyways I would put your foot down and let him know how you feel. Makes you you add that I loves yous in there too