You have to learn to deal with life people. OK, so you get to work late, even if its 2 or 3 hours late....
no one is hurt, no harm done, just extra work to catch up on.
I mean lets move on. I never expected to have troubles with my babies. Perfect pregnancy, no genetic maladies etc. But my eldest has troubles. Teacher put him on the school bus on the day that I was to start picking him up from school because I had to go get number 2 from HIS school. So that means bus comes to my house and no one home. Now THATS stress. A little one who cannot speak his name, address, phone and no one home.
it all worked out fine but lets keep things in perspective here.
Okay jeez I know it wasn’t that bad and I know ppl hav bigger problems than I but sometimes i get irrational and emotional, like this morning… this is my first job ever and up until Wednesday I was doing a great job (my boss said ) but yeah… i know it’s not hte end of the world and it’s not that big of a deal …
well i should have said “desi british men” because i noticed they dressed better (comparatively) and spoke with that sexy accent. and their hair was better
i have a thing for british men…even if they have ugly feet…