Your word

Today was it.

Saturday was hell as I worked with the F.O.H nightmare. She managed to piss off a whole lot of volunteers and, as for me....I have had it too.

On another note...

I bought two...BOUGHT...rather than comp them at my work place, bought two tickets for Legs to go see a world class guitarist and one of his buddies who he was taking backed out. SO I have an extra ticket...I may even use it and let the boss do my job backstage for a change!

On another note...

I talked to a couple of girlfriends to see if they wanted to go view a classic movie on the big screen and one has backed out. Not sure about the other, quite frankly, I am scared to ask.

I don't do that to other people. Why does it continually happen to me? Well, I guess we will chalk it up to the Year of Being Me and changes will implement there too. Boy, I have just had an ah-ha moment....let me ponder....ya see, that's the thing, a person gets three tries with me. You strike out and you get no more effort on my part, and the girlfriend just threw her last strike.

I've had it with people giving me their "word". From now on I want to see "your word" written in blood! I am sick of arranging things for people who express interest and give me a thumbs up to continue to arrange these certain things and then they back out. Well, I've had it. I am not doing it anymore!

I see a pattern here....

You wanna go, you make the arrangements.

I'm done.