I was discussing my thoughts on people who work in sales. My opinions aren’t entirely positive, but I think they get paid a lot of money because they deserve to be paid a lot of money. If I had to deal with rejection on a daily basis, I’d curl up into the fetal position and not come out of my room until I got good and hungry. Or to go to the bathroom. No point in being uncomfortable.

As an aside, I think I just f*cked up my IRA application. First off, I don’t know my sister’s social security number off the top of my head so I couldn’t add her as my beneficiary so I said I’d DO THAT LATER and they still wanted to know the social security number of NOBODY (since I was doing that LATER) and then when I said I wanted to invest in the stock market they asked me which mutual fund I wanted to put my money into. M*th*rf*ck*ng banks anyway.

Back to my “issues”, I don’t take rejection well. This is a big reason I’m single right now. In fact, today I found out that the woman I dated four whole times last year is living with her new boyfriend and is doing spectacularly, and that I should have put the moves on her in the FOUR dates I had. Also, the one woman I asked out in two years at the gym is no longer even acknowledging my presence and the word “hello” appears to be foreign to her. So this tells me two things. One is that I am a frigid bitch. Two is that I should never ask out anyone who I possibly want to talk to in the future. Does that mean I should ask out women who I don’t want to talk to? Someone I know told me that “beggars can’t be choosers” and I should go out with the women I find unattractive. And just why would I want to do that?

Somehow this dating thing is completely foreign to me and perhaps I should just avoid it. I guess I threw away a bunch of money on match.com, but it wasn’t any more than the m*th*rf*ck*ng bank fees I paid for f*ck*ng up my credit card payment. I really should stop dealing with s*ns of b*tch*s, but that would require keeping my money in my mattress and I’m not really down with that, either. That’s life.