Thank you to everyone who sent birthday wishes to this bitch!
This is also my blog anniversary…and trust that this bitch never thought my ass would be saying that.
One year ago, Brother Rob Thurman gave this bitch a birthday present and a bitch is grateful. To be honest, my ass enjoyed reading blogs but never envisioned myself writing one. But this has become quite a fun place to voice my opinions, share my thoughts and practice the fine art of bitchitude.
Moving forward and feeling every one of my 33 years…
Some inner work...
A bitch has a pet peeve that is worthy of exploration on my birthday.
A bitch entered the corporate world a wee bit younger than some…not younger than all. At 20, this bitch fell victim to age specific discrimination. My first job was in an office full of women in both management and support roles. And the office was racially diverse. Yet, a bitch was subjected to passive aggressive digs, inappropriate use of language and some overt discrimination based on my age.
Now this bitch has been around enough people of varying ages to know that age is nothing but a number. My ass was quite disappointed to witness that getting older didn’t mean getting wiser.
A bitch knows better than to connect age with wisdom. Some dumb motherfuckers are more than double my age and some wise people are half my age...and vice versa.
Yet lately this bitch has found myself saying that a person’s stupid behavior is because they are “young” and have some “living yet to do”.
And nothing pisses me off more than practicing a behavior with others that annoys the hell out of me when others do it to me. Shit and double shit!
So, a bitch is going to address this issue and do some inner work.
No more "girl", "kid" or "youngster"!
Gawd, a bitch can’t stand that shit.
A bitch feels better now.
And once this bitch has completed my inner work, my ass can then begin calling motherfuckers out when they do it to me (wink).
Ahhh…the joy of self improvement!