So most people think of Black Friday as this wonderful awesome shopping bonanza.
I used to agree, but everything has changed.
Black Friday will forever be remembered as the day that the bitch at Nordstrom "guessed" that I graduated high school in 1983.
High School in 1983? Are you kidding me? I was breast feeding in diapers barely out of the womb in 1983!
I can't believe this. I realize that most people would not mistake me for being almost twice my actual age - but the fact that one hooker beyotch did - well obviously some changes need to be made.
I might throw my glasses (which i was wearing at the time) out the window of my car to be lost forever.
I plan to stop eating because i think my fat face is making me look old too.
I will not go out in public when i have a cold anymore....apparently the puffy eyes and runny nose could be mistaken for an extra 18 yrs.
I might have to change my email address because that is actually how the whole fiasco started.....
beyotch:"Mrs O'Brien can i have your email address?"
me: "sure: firstname.lastname@example.org
beyotch: " Ohhhh I bet I know what that is?"
Me: What? (i genuinely had no clue what she was referring to)
Beyotch: "That's the year you graduated right? I always do stuff like that with my email har har har."
Me: no words....death stare.
I mean, again are you kidding me? I think i might contact customer service. Do you think they give free clothes for EXTREME pain and suffering caused by idiot sales people?
ouch guys...not sure i can recover from that one.
44? that hurts.
If you are wondering what to get me for Christmas, a healthy dose of self esteem and some plastic surgery might do the trick.