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You know what scares me?

Monday, August 07, 2006

You know what scares me?

That I could actually sit there and watch "The View" without throwing up. I've never done this before - I've never seen The View. But I've heard tons about it. I've heard that its a show about old women who talk about things and everyone wants to shoot them in the head or stab their ear drums out. I tried to google "how bad is the view?" but nothing really came up. Then I added "barbara walters" to the end of that search query (it's not spelled queeeery, is it?) and a bunch of "The View" related things came up. Something about Star Jones and Walters being in an old-lady catfight (translation? They talked about each other behind the other's backs to their mutual friends a.k.a. the media).

Now, call me old or call me a lady, but I actually wanted to stay and watch them old ladies talk about stuff. The episode I saw (I don't know if they have new ones daily or whatever) was about one of the ladies falsely accepting a "Happy May Birthday!" when her real birthday is in October. One of her friends, at a resturant (probably high class and snobbish) greeted her and proclaimed birthday salutations loud enough for the whole restuarant to hear and thus the restaurant decided to throw a big birthday party just for the lady. Barbara Walters was being a smart ass and said, "Well, why didn't you say 'Dear, thanks for the birthday wishes but my birthday is in October.'"

Fuckin' A. Barbara Walters should win the Nobel Peace Prize for Best Ideas Ever. Or like, "No one wants to hear what you're saying."

I don't know, I thought Barbara Walters was being a smart ass and someone should have bitch slapped her in the face. Seriously.

To make matters even worse (On a scale from one to ten, ten being the extreme worst and one being not so, I am kicking this up a notch to forty), I actually wanted to stay in the Nurses' Lounge* and eat my tomato pie and watch the rest of "The View". Now, I know what will become of me if I were to turn into a bum or a stay-at-home-house-wife.

*for people who don't know me well, I am not a nurse. I'm actually a pharmacy technician. My mother is a nurse and sometimes she calls me up to the nurses' lounge for food and such. I am spoiled. To be honest, I'm not even a pharmacy technician. To be a pharmacy technician, I would have to have gone through a community college course and earn a certificate or something. I'm just a college student leeching off the medical system and earning too much money and screwing up my FASFA. Goddamnit.

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