Oh sweet, sweet day 8. I’ve been waiting for you, my friend.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Now where should I start?
Virginia – Not the state, the boss.
Right out of college I worked for an evil woman named Virginia. She was everything bad all wrapped up into one cute, rich woman.
Have you ever seen that movie “Swimming with Sharks”? She was like Kevin Spacey but without the sharp wit and working in a different industry.
This woman was a racist. She was a liar. She made me show up early, stay late and work Saturdays. She treated her family like shit. She broke the law. She thought gay people suffered from mental illness. She was verbally abusive. She was a bad speller. She was so universally disliked in our office that other people regularly apologized to me for having to work for her. She even invited herself on my vacation.
No, really.
It went like this:
Me: “Can I please take February 21st and 22nd off? I want to go to Mardi Gras.”
Her: Great! Let’s go!
Me: *stunned silence*
Her: We’ll eat at Brennan’s and Antoine’s and we’ll stay at [insert some fancy hotel here].
Me: Virginia, I work for you. You know I make $10 per hour. I can’t afford to eat at Antoines. I was planning on going with my roommate and she doesn’t have that kind of money either.
Her: Just ask your Dad for the money.
Me: What?
Her: Oh, I’ll call him.
THEN SHE CALLED MY FATHER AT WORK AND ASKED HIM TO GIVE ME MONEY TO GO TO MARDI GRAS WITH HER.
This is a true story.
She invited herself on my vacation and asked my father to give me some money so that I could do what she wanted to do in New Orleans.
Then she missed the plane.
Of course she caught the next flight.
They day after we came back from New Orleans. Oh yeah, she went. I was “laid off”. I strongly suspect my redundancy was tied to the fact that after she cut in line in front of a woman and then called her a “chink” I called her a “fucking bigot.”
I spent the longest six months of my life working for that woman. I know that six months doesn’t seem like a very long time, but when you are 22 it is an eternity.
Just writing about her has me so angry that I am shaking a little bit.
Am I worried about her seeing this? Not really. First of all, somebody has probably murdered her by now and if not there is a real chance she is incarcerated somewhere for securities fraud. If not, or if they allow internet in white collar prisons and she sees this I can’t imagine that she could refute any of these allegations.
Wow. That feels so much better. Day 8 kicked ass. I should do Day 8 once a week. I’ve got months worth of material. I’m really glad you guys talked me into keeping this up.
Oh, and one more thing about Virginia. She thought the word for the meal you ate in the morning was “breffast”. She corrected my spelling on this several times. I don’t know how one graduates with an English degree without knowing the word breakfast, but she managed. I actually had to explain to her how you broke your fast and that is where the word came from.
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Following are the writing prompts for 30 Days of Truth, should you be interested in doing so yourself.
Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself
