Why I Shouldn't Go Out in Public Now

Its not because I'm hideously humongous right now (although I am). But because I am hideously hateful instead.

Yesterday (because I STILL haven't had this baby--I have never even been close to being past due, and now FOUR DAYS people, FOUR DAYS. And no end in sight!! waaahh) my mom and my sister's family and me and my kids all went to the Spring Fair. I'm thinking "I haven't been to the Fair in forever and I love the fair! Let's do it!" and mostly I'm really thinking "Walking around a bunch BETTER freaking put me into labor. Oh, and elephant ears....mmmmmmm!" So we went.

I was irritated the entire time. I hate people. People are stupid idiots. This is how it starts: Melinda HUNGRY.

Now if you know anything about being very pregnant (or even a little pregnant), when you get to the point where you just have to eat, you better get something FAST or you're going to do something you regret. Or mostly, I end up crying because I'm HUNGRY and feel helpless and I need to eat NOW. So anyway, I get in line for this burger that seriously is gonna cost me $5 and there's this big poster right in front that says "Excepts Visa and Mastercard." Goody. So I get in line, and these two big fat people cut in front of me, and I'm pissed because who seriously cuts off a huge pregnant woman?! And on top of that, they aren't even ready to order, they're still discussing! I will be honest here, I was giving them the death stare, because I was HUNGRY! They felt the heat of my hate and turned slowly toward me and were like "Ohhh, uhhh, would you like to go in front of us, we're still deciding." And I was like "YES!" (freaking idiots) So I get up to the girl and I order this stupid cheeseburger, and she says "That'll be $5.19." and I hand her my card, and she tells me "We only except cash." and I say "You have a sign RIGHT THERE." and she says "Yeah, but our machine's down and we're only taking cash." And I very rudely say "Then take your SIGN DOWN!" and stomp off, trying not to cry the angry tears. Then my brother-in-law had to go back and buy me a stupid tiny worthless cheeseburger. I'm not kidding, on top of all that, it was the most pathetic cheeseburger I've ever had! All that was on it was a tiny thin patty, a not melted piece of cheese, and ketchup. Thats it.

So thats how it started, and it really didn't get much better from there. That didn't stop us from staying for four hours, but somehow I managed to be irritated and annoyed the whole time. Lucky family I have, yeah?

Now here's the thing you need to know, I am NOT confrontational. Not even to ridiculously rude strangers. I rarely speak up and say anything, even when I think the person really, REALLY deserves it. Mostly I mentally rip them apart and then tell my sister about it. But yesterday? Nope, I was dishing it out all over the place. I think there were atleast five different instances where I made a snippity remark to a snotty stranger. It was insane!

And its fine if you think I'm a hypocrite for calling people rude when I'm being rude to them, I really don't care. (SEE?! I'm feeling so snotty!)

I really can't wait to be done with this pregnancy, its really turning me into a monster. A MONSTER I say! And that is why I won't be going out in public anymore until I have this baby, unless I go to Arby's or Jack in the Box. Then watch out fast food worker!

(p.s. I worked myself up all over again just writing this, and when I go to publish it? DELETED! GAH! What is going on, is nothing right in the world?!)