Thats right. I happen to be the nicest pregnant woman ever.
Last night like many other Americans we were deep in the Super Bowl. Chance had invited a friend over who was going for the opposite team so we went ahead and made a bet like always. I was fine with the friend soming over but he could have left his smart mouth on the ship.
Chance had left to pick up pizza. While gone the friend got on hhis laptop and started skyping with his wife while I was watching the game. Ok well whatever you know.... I can get over that. Chance got back with our pizza and we started celebrating a touch down by our Giants. At this, his friend told us to be quiet that he was still talking to his wife. I didn't say a word when in my head I was like "uh.... HELLLLLLO?! You're in my home! Why would you even tell me to be quiet!?". I let that whole incident go. Not only was he borrowing our internet he was also washing his clothes here.... theres a place on base for that and you don't work on the weekends so was your nasty clothes there!
Well to continue, the announcer was discussing Chad Ochocinco and I pointed out how stupid it was of him to change his name to that. This made the friend come back with the remark of "Whats his real name smart bitch?". Are you mad? You don't call me a bitch!!!! Once again I let it go.
At the end of the night the Giants pulled through and he was highly pissed and went outside to sit and smoke for nearly 20 minutes. He then Came back in to say he wanted to go home so Chance got up and took him back to the base like a good friend.
When Chance got back we ended up discussing a little of our night. Chance brought up something that I hadn't really noticed. His friend had said a remark about Chance making his attack dog get him and how he meant the one with the fur. This apparently enraged Chance to the point that he was ready to punch the guy but he too kept his cool.
So the guy did a lot of offenses in my home. He told us to be quiet, he drank like 4 of my water bottle, he didnt pay for any pizza although he ate a whole one, he called me a bitch, every time he had to smoke he'd walk to the front door put his shoes on walk all the way across my carpet to the back door (we don't do that. We'd like our carpets to stay clean dumbass.), he made rude comments, he didn't pay his losings to us, and to top it all off i got up to wash clothes this morning and found tobacco out of his ciggs all over my washing machine.
I just want to know how a house guest could be sooooo rude!
On a brighter note one of my Mannings pulled through and won for me! :)
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