Rage Against Suburban Zombie-ism
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Supervisor: You're gonna be here on Friday, right? L's retiring and she insisted on making her own cake! We're also getting her a gift...
Me (excited): Really? What did you guys end up getting??!!
S: She said that she collects Royal Doultons.
Me: Oh, so you're gonna get her a gift certificate?
S: No. We thought that we'd get her something...that's engraved, so she knows it's from us.
1. Royal Doulton? Are you fuckin' kiddin' me? Why don't you just swallow L's "Retirement Gift Fund", down some Metamucil, and shit it all out while you're at it??!!
2. You're getting something engraved??!! Sure, it's a nice thought...if you're White, but how is she gonna benefit from an "engraved" Royal Doulton? How about if you guys choose an ugly doll and get that engraved? (After all, even if you put lipstick on a pig, it's still a pig!) She can't refund that shit.
3. If I were L, I'd just prefer a nice little party, nothing fancy - but certainly not grocery store cake with thick icing!, and you can just give me the rest of the Gift Fund in cash. Please and thank you!
White People, our differences rears its ugly head yet again!
posted by Stephania at 9:24 pm
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