The Ipad is mine! Mine!!! Moaning bitch club, by Miss Baby loves shopping!
If I don’t write this down now, I will be simmering all day and no one wants that! Thank you Lexy for giving me a chance to let off steam.
Moan Number 1!!
The iPad is mine. Mine! Purchased with my money that my mum left me. I alone faced my husband’s wrath at spending some of the money when I have debts to pay (he has a point I suppose but he knows I can’t resist a gadget). So why when I finally manage to wrestle it from my kids does it only have 3% battery left and dies when I am about to get my highest score in chocolate factory?
Moan number 2!!
Now, retailers and other people that sell you stuff, like garages and couriers, when I ask “how much?”
That means I want to know the price THAT I AM GOING TO PAY. Please don’t tell me a price and assume that I know (and can mentally work out) all the extras plus vat, plus delivery, plus fuel surcharge, plus a credit card fee of some random amount!!
I rejected it! Ha! and instead I sold my car (you get new keys with a new car see?)
Moan number 3!!
Now to darling Husband I do not find being called stupid an aphrodisiac….
Moan Number 4!
To the rest of my household: there would be plenty of food in the house if you all stopped eating it all within 24 hours! Don’t complain to me…. You know where the supermarket is!
Moan number 5!
Finally dictionaries are pointless because you need to know how to spell something to look up how to bloody spell it.
I am dyslexic.
Do you know how long it took me to find the word “wrath” when I thought it began with a “r”?
So not funny.
Ahhh feel better now!!
Long live the moaning bitch club!!!