Let me tell you about the crazy christian lady I work with. Lets just refer to her as "crazy bitch"
ok.. her stats
sex: femle
race: black
age: 55 (we're not sure)
favorite band: Lincoln Park
her apperence is not important.. but you need to know she wears very tight cloths so she can show off her very large breasts.
Anyway... she loves me and prays for me everyday. She talks nonstop about nothing at all.. trying to get into every conversation that is going on. I can't even touch on her psycho type behavior.. I don't know why I'm even trying.
The whole day she talks in baby talk and says the following "mmm scotty.. yeah scotty.. look at scotty..
You really want to slap her, but thats not an option. I've made CD's for the store full of 80's music and she dances around the floor all day long asking.. who is this scotty.. I like this one scotty.. oh yeah scotty ::smack:: stfu..
She prays for bad things to happen to people she doesn't like and on occasion has keyed cars of those she had problems with. All day long she is talking about Jesus in the same generic words that a 10 year old would use after first being trained by the church. I got stuck talking to her the other day and had to hear about how she wakes up in the middle of the night and starts speaking in tongues. God tells her (yes she hears his voice) that somebody is in trouble and is asking her to help them. She stops tornados from happening and car crashes have been not fatal because of her. I'm a very stressfree person, but she is the only person on this earth that stresses me out. Sometimes it's not possible to walk away like I'd like to.
I really can't explain her crazyness like it truly is.. I don't know why I even tried.. but I have to leave for work and spend 8 hours with her.. wish me luck
ok.. her stats
sex: femle
race: black
age: 55 (we're not sure)
favorite band: Lincoln Park
her apperence is not important.. but you need to know she wears very tight cloths so she can show off her very large breasts.
Anyway... she loves me and prays for me everyday. She talks nonstop about nothing at all.. trying to get into every conversation that is going on. I can't even touch on her psycho type behavior.. I don't know why I'm even trying.
The whole day she talks in baby talk and says the following "mmm scotty.. yeah scotty.. look at scotty..
You really want to slap her, but thats not an option. I've made CD's for the store full of 80's music and she dances around the floor all day long asking.. who is this scotty.. I like this one scotty.. oh yeah scotty ::smack:: stfu..
She prays for bad things to happen to people she doesn't like and on occasion has keyed cars of those she had problems with. All day long she is talking about Jesus in the same generic words that a 10 year old would use after first being trained by the church. I got stuck talking to her the other day and had to hear about how she wakes up in the middle of the night and starts speaking in tongues. God tells her (yes she hears his voice) that somebody is in trouble and is asking her to help them. She stops tornados from happening and car crashes have been not fatal because of her. I'm a very stressfree person, but she is the only person on this earth that stresses me out. Sometimes it's not possible to walk away like I'd like to.
I really can't explain her crazyness like it truly is.. I don't know why I even tried.. but I have to leave for work and spend 8 hours with her.. wish me luck
I saw your 80's hair band geek confession, tell me you have seen 'rock star' with Mark Wahlberg. Overall, a mediocre flick, but the scene where the cover bands are fighting in the parking lot, all dressed like the respective band member, drummer fighting drummer, ,etc. Is fucking priceless. Only someone who lived through that era can truly appreciate that.