An open letter

Women:

All of you are out of your fucking minds. Can you please try, try to string together at least three days where your moods are the same? Please? Is that so much to ask? It seems to me that each time I turn around you are displaying a differing mood. One minute you are happy, inviting, and communicative and then the next you are unreceptive, sharp, and exuding a toxic air.

Fuck.

It makes working with you bitches very difficult.

And, don’t give me that its all hormones. How long have you had these? Since the age of 12, 13, 14? Fucking deal with it. Realize finally that there are others around you who have to deal with these swings of moods or personality adjustments.

Labels: fuck, girl, life, stress, work