Did I miss the memo?
It must be ‘Loser Day’ on Skype. Have I mentioned how much I really, really cannot stand getting unscheduled, unsolicited calls from BMFs on Skype? Not only that, but they’re rude, and hell-bent on wasting my time. How do I know? They’re always lying about payment (‘oh, I just sent it’ — that’s a famous one) and having read my website (‘oh, I’m on it now.’) Whatever, fuckwad. Then they seem so put off when I explain I’m a professional and don’t take random calls off Skype from total strangers. Right. I’m the loser here? Doubt it. Unless you count wasted time; then, indeed, I am losing.
Fuck!
Can’t people read? Ever? Are the rules that tough to follow? Do I need to hold a fucking ‘BMF Conduct Class’? Probably not. I’m not yet to the ‘pro bono‘ level yet, and there’s no doubt those assholes couldn’t pay a single cent.
Meanwhile, I’d say that ‘being sick sucks’, although that’s the sort of thing that Captain Obvious (who will not be named) used to say back when we had conversations over IM. Which we don’t anymore. Since I called him out on his propensity for statements that had me replying: ‘Really? No shit, Sherlock.’ I can’t say I’m all that surprised I never see him online anymore. Oh, the mystery.
Still. Being sick does suck. I’ll be back up and running soon. At present, however, I’m really wondering who opened the fucking BMF flood-gates. And whether or not they’d be a dear and kindly close the fucking things. Enough’s enough already. If I have ‘BMF Fridays’, don’t worry, boys, you’ll be notified. Until then –
FUCK OFF!
Have I made myself clear? I think I’ve made myself clear.
Jesus. Assholes. Fuck!
