My friend decided to call in and see me the other day, I was so excited to see her as it's been a while and we've both had a lot of shit going on.
I'm sick and disabled so she text to check it was okay first; I was totally up for it and excited to see her, especially as she's recently had a bad break up...
I was so happy to see her until she showed up with her hamplanet sister in tow!
If looks could kill then my friend would no longer have a face as I'd have melted it clean off with the glare I gave her!
I'm too disabled to make drinks so I told them to help themselves if they wanted a drink. Fatty took this as a straight up invitation to go through all my kitchen cupboards and my fridge looking for food.
She immediately started bitching that we "don't have any snacks".
Now, I'm fed by a fucking tube in my intestine because my stomach doesn't work and we don't have shitty snacks as my husband is a Type 1 diabetic, meaning he avoids sugar.
We don't have crappy food in the house because neither of us can eat it!
Still, without asking, fatty starts making toast as she found my husband's almost empty jar of honey (he uses it when his blood sugars drop and he needs to boost them quickly).
My friend was cringing as I called fatty out and told her she was literally risking my husband going into a coma by stealing the last of his honey (don't worry, I warned him so he could pick up more on his way home).
Fatty starts whining that she feels dizzy and thinks her blood sugar must be low too so she needs it!! (She's not a diagnosed diabetic, either Type 1 or 2, grrrr!)
I told her that she's just a greedy cunt and she literally stuck her bottom lip out like a three year old and replied that she "doesn't have to answer to me". Ummm, yes you do! You're in my fucking house, stealing from me!!
While she scarfed 4 fucking slices of toast, drowning in honey, my friend and I tried to catch up about how I've been (I've been battling an abscess and multiple infections in my feeding tube stoma) but the fucking whale would not stop interrupting with how ill she'd been recently.
Apparently she's had a nasty cold and she had a sore throat the last few days. Clearly that's as bad as my horribly infected tube that may require me going to London for specialist surgery... rolls eyes
I don't mean to be a bitch but it's not a fucking competition, shut the fuck up!!
I was just trying to tell my friend about the problems I'm facing. I may sound like a bitch but I don't care about your fucking cold!!