No Fucks Given.
- chachacherry75
- Apr 5, 2022
- 2 min read
I decided to stop being upset somewhere around 3:57 p.m. today. You see, it's been one thing after another after another in 2022. Everywhere I turn, the universe bitch slaps me. First with finding out at the start of 2022 that my loser ex boyfriend was cheating on me, then the countless rejections by men and now it's trickled down into my career. I just found out today my dream job, that I went on THREE interviews for, I did not get. This is the second job this year where I went on multiple interviews and did not get.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't cry hard today. It's just rejection everywhere. Getting rejected hard by the SI Cop last week after our first date (which was all good because I wasn't feeling him), then getting rejected by my work crush last night ( that's another story for another time), and now the job rejection today. It fucking hurts.
So now I'm in no fucks given mode. Borderline asshole mode. 100% SALTY. You see I have a date tonight, a first one, with someone who sort of seemed promising. He was so eager to meet me. So I agreed to go out with him tonight. When I asked where to meet up thinking he'd say a bar or restaurant or even a coffee shop, he said THE MALL. So he can go sneaker shopping. What the fuckedy fuck. But you know what, I'm not a dick so I'm gonna go. But I also will put as much effort into my appearance as he did into planning this "date." Tonight folks, he gets Dickies Cha Cha Cherry - that's right, dickie work pants, dickie belt, long sleeve tee, and pumas.
YOU. DO. NOT. GET. CUTE. CHA CHA. when you plan a date at a sports store. Did I mention he's 54?
To be continued....
Damn. Just, damn. I'm so sorry about the job not panning out. That just totally sucks. You have had more than your fair share of shittyness and I would definitely be crying too. Sometimes it's all you can do. I give you so much credit though, for continuing to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and forge ahead. THAT is the definition of a bad ass.
As for this 54-year-old who planned a sports-store-date... like what the hell? Whatever happened to courtship? I really have so much respect for you. Not many people would take the chances that you take, and do it with such grace. Much love for you!