Phone conversation with my mother:
Her: Somebody saw the picture of you I carry and said you look like a queen.
Me: Ah. Cool.
Her: ... It was a guy, actually.
Really? Really? Can you possibly be any more passive aggressive?
*later*
Her: May I ask what you are wearing?
Me:no jeans and a tshirt...
Her: Yes but are you dressed like a woman or... somebody who has no sex?
Me: ... I'm wearings jeans. And a tshirt.
Her: Yes but you have lots of clothes. You have women's clothes and you have... other clothes.
Me: I AM WEARING JEANS AND A TSHIRT I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE YOU WANT FROM ME
I am so angry and upset and stressed out about everything. I went to sleep at dawn on the couch after crying in the dark for an hour. And slept through a phone call from the GAP about my store credit card and I can't call them back because I don't have my account number.
If somebody wants to cheer me up about now, it would be much appreciated.
Her: Somebody saw the picture of you I carry and said you look like a queen.
Me: Ah. Cool.
Her: ... It was a guy, actually.
Really? Really? Can you possibly be any more passive aggressive?
*later*
Her: May I ask what you are wearing?
Me:
Her: Yes but are you dressed like a woman or... somebody who has no sex?
Me: ... I'm wearings jeans. And a tshirt.
Her: Yes but you have lots of clothes. You have women's clothes and you have... other clothes.
Me: I AM WEARING JEANS AND A TSHIRT I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE YOU WANT FROM ME
I am so angry and upset and stressed out about everything. I went to sleep at dawn on the couch after crying in the dark for an hour. And slept through a phone call from the GAP about my store credit card and I can't call them back because I don't have my account number.
If somebody wants to cheer me up about now, it would be much appreciated.