Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!"

Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Little Things

All I ask for is a little validation. I understand that I am nowhere near important on your list of social circles. I understand that I am a worthless dot in your web of networks. But I do expect a little common decency. When I go out of my way to do research for you and help you out, I do expect some recognition. Hell, just confirm you got the damn email/comment/text... acknowledgement goes a long way, especially for a person who is forced to work the backstage because of some preconceived notion of not being worthy enough of being in the spotlight.

You get more manners from a stranger than you get from someone you know. One day you're going to have to leverage my support, and in all seriousness, I don't think I'll give it so freely. In the words of Janet Jackson, what have you done for me lately?

People are mean. Never care for them. Never.

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