Apparently, They Know Better (November 1, 2016)

God I am struggling. Upside down, inside out and all the way around. I sit here staring at this block of very sharp filet knives and think how easy it could be. Kay and I got into a text war last night which started like this: 

To which I replied: 

It got worse from there:

Obviously not satisfied with our venom-filled texts last night, she called this morning to "See if I was feeling better."  I told her I was feeling fine last night. Then she brings up the fact that Jack saw me crying inside my POD and automatically assumes I'm having a 'woe is me moment' and I hissed back at her that not one of them gave a shit why I was crying because nobody bothered to ask. "Well, what were you crying about then?" "It doesn't even matter, Kay. FUCK all of you."  "FUCK ALL OF YOU!"

Then she has the audaciousness to bring up the fact that I had almost completely emptied out my POD last night looking for stuff and how "I" had expected Jack to put everything back.  Are you fucking kidding me?! Where the fuck did she get THAT idea?! I never asked Jack for help, nor was it ever implied. That pissed me right the fuck off.

I had mentioned to Jack that my friend Steve had loaded the POD backward. He loaded everything I needed Immediate access to at the very front of the POD. Kay took advantage of that opportunity to tell me I should just be GRATEFUL that I even had help and when I tried to tell her that I had given him specific instructions to not load stuff that way she told me "You can't always be the boss."  Are you joking?! Seriously?!  She is Queen of Bosses. What a hypocrite.

I finally hung up on her.  And cried.