Here's the thing: I'm 5'5", 110 pounds. I'm small. I don't have bulging muscles, and I look quite feminine. My arms are bone and skin and whatever muscle it takes to make me look healthy. I am not strong and this is sometimes painfully obvious. Physical labor and I were never meant to be.
So thanks, 220lb football player, thanks for just fucking watching while I drag your fucking Rock Band box up to the counter, that was on the fucking floor to begin with where you could have easily grabbed it, thanks for staring at my ass while I lugged something that's as big as me the entire distance across the floor while you just watched. I did notice you didn't even try, didn't even offer to help me carry the damn box. I hope the whole damn thing's broken.
And kudos for only grabbing the box when it became apparent to you that, yes, I was going to keep pushing it across the counter until you grabbed it or it fell on the floor. Like hell I'm gong to carry it out the door for you.
So thanks, 220lb football player, thanks for just fucking watching while I drag your fucking Rock Band box up to the counter, that was on the fucking floor to begin with where you could have easily grabbed it, thanks for staring at my ass while I lugged something that's as big as me the entire distance across the floor while you just watched. I did notice you didn't even try, didn't even offer to help me carry the damn box. I hope the whole damn thing's broken.
And kudos for only grabbing the box when it became apparent to you that, yes, I was going to keep pushing it across the counter until you grabbed it or it fell on the floor. Like hell I'm gong to carry it out the door for you.
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