I’m back, Bitters, and more bitter than ever. Vacation has a way of centering my bitterness and helping me focus even more on it, since I’m not really busy doing work. Eventually, despite many of your desperate inner pleas for me to never come back and perpetually keep my bitterness to myself, all things come to an end eventually. There is a certain feeling you get when it all ends and have to wake up at a certain time and you have to talk to people again and you have to answer the same questions over and over again like, “How was your vacation?” (cause I can sum up 10 days in a word like, “Good.”) or “Did you get me any souvenirs when you were there?” *(that’s an easy answer, “No.”) or “What was the weather like?” and you just can’t summon the energy to not fall asleep at that question. So now, all I have left of that vacation is to daydream about being bitter in a non working situation and hope that no one notices the drool on my face when I take my afternoon nap. Also there are these feelings.
The bitter feeling you get when you wake up…
When you get off the boat…
When you are on your way back to work the day after you get back…
Your alarm goes off for the first time in 10 days…
You get back from the tropical 100 degree with humidity weather...
Someone calls the moment you get back from your 10 hour flight…
You’re on your way home and someone tries to cut you off…
You get home and see your couch for the first time…
You get to work and see how many emails you have to read…
You’re hungry so you take a look at the fridge...
When someone asks you if you unpack…
When you look at the schedule and look at your next vacation…
And then someone looks at you like you are supposed to be doing all kinds of stuff at work and you’re like…I have to go through all my emails (most of which are spam, viruses and blog emails) but they don’t know that because they are still busy cleaning up your mess from a week and a half ago.
Have a bitter weekend knowing that you have nothing to look forward to but posts about how bitter I was on vacation for the next two weeks.
ARRRRRGGGGHHHH
Bitter back to the Grind Ben
Welcome back Bitter Ben & Happy Father’s Day 🌻
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Thanks GH. It was good to be able to get away and have other things to be bitter about other than work.
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🙂 Glad you are back for bitter good times ahead 😀
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Bitter times are back again.
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Yaay!!! 😀
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Oh my GAWSH… vacation questions are THE WORST. You have to answer the same questions over and over and over and all you can think of to say is, “Good”… because what else is there to say?! It was a vacation! How do you think it was?! Ugh. I’m sorry you have to come back to civilization and work. People are the worst. Especially work people.
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I know. What do they expect me to run through all 10 days? Think about that. Would you want to listen to seven days worth of vacation details?
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I’m glad you had a bitterly pleasant time. The real world welcomes you with open, stoic arms!
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Well, I got burned that’s fer shure. This weak, frail Seattle body isn’t ready for all that sun and all that burn.
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Back to work on Friday. Were you TRYING to torture yourself? I bet you just wanted to prove how bitter you can be.
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I came back on Thursday. Not sure why. So are you ever coming back to work?
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What, back to work on Saturday would turn out better?
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It would be better than working on a Tuesday.
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I particularly love the gif for when someone tries to cut you off lol! I may have done something similar last year when some jerk in Texas tried to run me off the freeway with his big truck and my pregnant cousin was in the car with me… but sadly I only had my .45 with me. I would not ever behave that way normally, but as the saying goes, “When in Rome…”
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When you’re in Texas, only having a .45 is a liability. Even kids have at least two or three on their person.
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Right? But I was only visiting. I own waaaaaay more firepower, but I don’t usually travel with my AR15 or .308 or 12 gauge…
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Did you just walk in with Neo into a building in the Matrix? That’s what I’m imagining right now…
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Lmfao!
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It’s kind of true right?
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It’s very odd that I am finding this blog coming in to my emails. I don’t remember ever having followed you or really anything about your otherwise unremarkable blog and it’s annoying griftures. It occurs to me that I may as well unfollow you but I have this nagging feeling that you might just do something utterly embarrassing and I’d miss it.
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Yeah, just keep hanging in there and some embarrassing gem might happen.
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I can’t tell if this comment is real or meant as a joke.
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It’s a joke. She always give me a hard time.
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I’m always joking around with Bitter Ben.
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And I always fall for Bitter Marissa’s jabs.
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