Jesus Christ, will you EVER get off the phone? I need to talk to you.

Hey when you get an email with a PDF attached that has an instruction sheet with an address, and a two page tax form... and the email says , "Please print, sign & mail this form prior to the end of this month." .. What do you suppose that means you're supposed to do with it? What's that? Don't bother to open the PDF at all? Like, EVERY QUARTER since second quarter of 2018? OMG people! I love doing payroll and sales taxes. I love math and number puzzles and I LOVE the work I do at my job. I don't even mind 15 pages of instructions for a form that should take ten minutes to fill out, not when there are 10 new lines on the form. But this babysitting and hand-holding fucking SUCKS. You're an adult. I shouldn't have to explain to you that when the email says PRINT AND SIGN AND MAIL this form.. that maybe you should .. yanno.. print the fucking form, sign it, and mail it. Jesus. I'm having a day, folks.

I never said they had to accept them. You obviously don't know what a Karen is because you used it wrong. And you don't know how to comprhend what you're reading. lol. People don't have to accept others with tattoos, but they do HAVE to live with the fact that people have them and they are not entitled to tell people they can't have them. A Karen believes that people shouldn't have tattoos because of their own personal beliefs. ooohh look, that would make you the Karen. I'm going to take my next trump stimulus and use it to get more tattoos. Jesus doesn't judge, and anyone who uses jesus to judge others is a false prophet sent from the devil to bring hate and evil onto the earth.

How about the Lori Vallow case? I don't think I've ever heard anything crazier. Synopsis: Last summer her brother shot dead her husband. She took her two kids and moved from AZ to ID. Meanwhile in ID, an alleged cult leader named Chad's wife suddenly dies. Two weeks after the funeral, Lori and Chad go to Hawaii and get married. (It's just been learned that Lori bought her own wedding ring off of Amazon three weeks before Chad's wife died.) Problem is, no one has seen Lori's two children, ages 17 and 7. Then Lori's brother - the murder - suddenly dies. Lori and Chad are still in Hawaii, but in Jan she was arrested and extradited to ID and ordered to produce the children. She refused, saying they were in a "safe place." Their bodies were found today - buried in Chad's backyard. Jesus.

We're one of the few who hasn't received our stimulus. DH won't shut up about it. Every. single. day. he talks about it, usually reading aloud an article from the paper, as he's doing now. I just went on the IRS site and let him know that it was mailed yesterday. You'd think that would make him shut up. Nope, now he's bitching that it was MAILED. We're not hurting for money - fortunately we're both essential and still working, and make almost six figures. Jesus. He's seriously turning into a grumpy old man.

Jesus Christ, just having him in the building is driving me fucking crazy. What is wrong with me?

Mine is clingy and does this stuff too. He's been away for work and is home now for a couple weeks. Jesus. I worked today and then came home to do some yard work. Afterwards I took a hot shower and laid down on the couch to take a nap. I forgot that if I so much as stretch, that's his cue to wake me up. Yep, he effing woke me up by moving excessively and talking to me. So now I'm trying to have a cup of tea and catch up with emails and such. He won't stop talking to me about what's on tv (even stupid commercials), and keeps getting up to come over and show me something on his phone. Then he asked me to look for something on Amazon. I did, but he doesn't want to look at it right now. argggggg

Oh ffs. If you people did 1099's like I've been TELLING YOU TO for the past 12 years, you would already know what a W9 is and wouldn't be calling and bugging me to find out what it is and if I have a copy of yours. The answer? NO- go to IRS.gov and fill one out yourself. That's actually not part of what I do. Jesus. H. Christ..... and as I'm writing this I'm getting an email from my boss, exasperated about the same exact thing. These people need W9 forms to fill out a grant application. It's called google for god's sake!!

One good thing about all this: old friends checking in on each other. My soul mate best friend from age 9-25 and I talked on the phone for a good long time and I finally told her my truth. When she lost her baby at 7mos pregnant, and called me crying, I asked her if she needed me to get in my car and drive to where she was right that second. She said no. I didn't go. I have regretted it ever since. I finally told her how much guilt I held for that, and she forgave me and told me to let it go. Maybe now I finally can. *cry* (Jesus, I fee like all I do is cry anymore. )

Wow, client. Did you seriously just ask ME when the last day YOU worked was? How TF should I know? Jesus. I just can't. Some people are just dumber than rocks.