My usual retort for morons is that I have been called worse by better. Because a) it’s true and b) I hate repeating myself. But, every now and then, if you catch me on the right day, I am prone to lose my shit.
Today is the day.
So, I spent 2 hours today with Amazon removing my physical address from their records. Everywhere. In every different department. Trust me, it isn’t as simple as one might think.
However, I digress.
I don’t mind being called a bitch. Any derivative or spin of bitch. Because, yes bitch, I most certainly am that. No, I don’t intend to tone it down any time soon. Hell, I’ve even been called that dreaded C word and let someone walk away with their life. Hard to believe, I know, but I was having an off day, so don’t hold it against me.
Yet, to slide sideways into my life and call me a name while simultaneously being derogatory to an entire group of people that did nothing to you except be defended by me? Well, that is just the type of behavior that makes me want to ruin your life.
As it turns out, I have some free time.
So, in other news today, I made some new hacker friends. I’m quite thrilled about it. They’re very accomodating.
Also, in other news, don’t ever send racist rhetoric to my home. I will find your deepest, darkest, most illegal skeletons, and I will make sure anyone and everyone I can tell knows them also.
It’s the civic duty I’ve been shirking for years.
Sounds like a plan!