Ode to a Spoiled Brat

I tried to blog yesterday, but blogspot seemed to know that I did not have the time and just would not allow it. 

My apologies for the lack of posting the past few days.  I have been crazy busy with work, chores, doc appointments and a mild social life whenever possible.  I am tired and have had a very busy work week.  You will get more attention soon, but to tied you over until then:

I have a poem I would like to share about a girl I met for the first time on Tuesday that must be a returning summer hire at the catering group I work for:

Ode to a Spoiled Brat

Your name starts with a C
but what a bitch you can be
You're a spoiled little brat
there is no doubt about that

You were asked to do work
instead of daydream
I believe your response was
"Fine, I'll take one for the team"

Almost legal to drink
One would still think
You'd have some sense of pride
But you simply prefer the ride

There was a topper that night
and I was ready to fight
When cleaning a plate
you dropped a spoon in the crate
of ice, beer and wine
You stated "that was not mine"

"There is no way I am
putting my hand in that"
As if it were some
sort of puke or poop vat

You flirted and gossiped all night
It was a pa-the-tic sight

May God help the man
as only He can
to see past your frills
and run for the hills


I would like to give a special shout out to my parents for keeping the spoiling under wraps because the thought of having turned out like that makes me cringe.  I have my moments, but this girl.... she was something else.

Side note:  Don't use AT&T.  They suck.  Their billing sucks, their policies suck, and their customer service sucks.  I would like AT&T to know that for the next 5 years you will be receiving $5.00/mo... $10 if I am having a good day... to pay off my cancellation fee and outstanding bill for your shitty service.  Thankyoucomeagain.