jesus cursed!

why do i have so much great luck with the smurf superior mandude, eh?  so i  tell the fucker LAST WEEK that we’d be working something out SOMETIME THIS WEEK so that i can start coming to our weekly meetings again and today at 3, i’m packing up to leave and he says.  ‘you coming to the meeting?”  uh,  NO!    we’re not ready to do the parkinglot baby swap thing just yet.    like i said SOMETIME THIS WEEK.  that is the reply you didn’t say a word about?  the email you didn’t reply to to say something like “well make sure whatever it is is done by wednesday cuz you gotta go to this meeting:”..    WTF am i missing anyway,huh?  more managerial double tallk?  no thank you, midget man, Like i said, sometime this week we will be ready to do the parking lot baby swap.    Like when we get another carseat which up until FRIDAY we won’t have. 

idiot!