time wasted

time wasted

time has a way of changing people. In Alton’s case, it wasn’t for the better. Given his current unemployment we are presented the opportunity for endless options – we have nothing but time. The possibilities are endless. Sounds great, right? God I only wish it was. Instead he chooses to dive head first into mind boggling hours researching the most mundane things on his phone. Lately its been hour after hour on binoculars. Or sports cards. Online auctions have taken so many hours from his life, he will spend hours, sometimes days, obsessing over an auction, often he will end up winning, only to NEVER actually pay for it. It’s infuriating. Its insanity. He’s living in some fantasy land of bullshit that never happens. The only time he does venture out its straight to video poker until every cent is gone then its back to pointless hours on his phone. What an epic waste of life.Alton not working has clearly caused a mass drop in testosterone, he’s definitely developed a chubby hubby body. Quick!!! Someone get this man a mini van and a pager to clip onto his belt. No dad bod is complete without the necessary accessories!? While taking a piss the other day he announced it was getting difficult to see his own dick. Somewhere along the way some fucktard convinced him that rubbing his scalp would prevent further hair loss. Well, not to much surprise, this window licker now has large patches of bald spots all over his head thanks to rubbing it for hours on end. Kind of defeated the goal I’d say. Smh. He needs to get his ass back to working. He doesn’t handle idle time well. Fml. My days are the same repeating ground hogs day consisting of political crap that has zero impact on us, I’m guaranteed to hear hours about his vape pen drama for the day, his damn car has consumed so many hours of my life its embarrassing, definitely gonna hear some shit about aliens and Jesus will 100% be brought up. Those are just the highlights. It’s torture. He would kill it in the CIA. he’s got slow painful torture down to a T. In order to cope I’ve started mentally checking out to a place where in Dorothy from the wizard of Oz, I just let my mind wonder down that yellow brick road until it sounds like he’s finally done enlightening me with whatever fun info he felt the need to share despite my protests and assurances that I had no desire or need to ever learn whatever it was he was sharing. Fml. Someone pull my life ripcord…. I’m being suffocated with endless bullshit that’s slowly killing me. I think of suicide daily. Feels like it’s the only was this hell is gonna finally stop. He’s so self absorbed he could care less how I’m feeling

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