rant: here's something that gets my goat: gorgeous coworkers at work.
need i say more?
first of all, they're all out of my league, of course. second, they know it, i know it. third, they flaunt it and flirt like crazy anyway, just cuz they like the attention. And I mean come on, i'm only human. I dont need this torture all day at work while i'm trying to do my job and eek out a measly living for myself.
But it gets worse. Once you get to know them, most of them turn out to be airheads. so you dont even respect them much, but you still want them badly. (lol). Which just makes it worse cuz if you have a conscience then you feel like a hypocrit on top of everything. Its just a giant mishmash of guilt, resentment, rejection, titillation, temptation, and desire, all rolled into one, that you have to endure 8 hours a day every day while you're trying just do your job. I mean come on.
I swear, just give me a plain looking girl with half a brian and half a conscience and I wouldnt ask for anything more. I'm so past ogling the pretty young things. Nothing but trouble.