Afternoon Snooze Button

“You were two minutes late. When you’re presenting, you should always arrive an hour early.”

Bitch, you told us to be there by 8:30, I was there by 8:32. My building lost its power last night because a transformer blew out. The bus I was supposed to take to campus just never showed up, so I waited around for 15 minutes for the next one to show up. On top of that, I woke up this morning without a voice.

I just gave you a kickass presentation before 9am after getting dressed in the dark and running across campus to this remote-ass location in a skirt and heels. I was literally coughing blood into a tissue in between slides. Do I really look like I give that much of a shit about the 120-second inconvenience I just put you through? Bitch, please.