Nichole
I consider myself a Heartless Bitch because I refuse to tolerate
feeble-minded idiots who lack good common sense.
I'm a 37, soon to be 38-year-old, black woman who is absolutely disgusted
by the fact that black women's worth seems to be based on the size of her ass
and if she can make it "bounce".
I'm self-employed, mostly because I like to call the shots and secondly
because I'd rather not have someone else tell me just how much I'm worth.
I'm assertive and no-holds-barred with my opinions. I can't stand whiny
women but there is one thing worse... Whiny MEN!
I don't smile and bat my eyelashes for attention, nor do I order girlie
drinks at the bar to look cute. I dink top shelf cognac, neat! And no, I don't
need a man to buy it but if he insists I most certainly WILL let him pay for it
before I leave him standing there to return to my doing my own thing as I was
before he came over thinking an $8 drink would entitle him to monopolize any of
my time.
I realized a long time ago, that most people, both men and women are
idiots. Luckily, I was never like most people.
Being a Heartless Bitch is in my blood. Hell, my mother told me that when I
was only 13, when she warned me that because of this inherited trait, like would
always be an uphill struggle. It's 25 years later and I say, those who can't
keep up need to fall back...and the only women who'll ever be remembered for
being nice are Princess Diana and Mother Theresa... and where's the fun in that!
I'd much rather be the straight, no chaser Heartless Bitch my mother taught me
to be proud to be!
This is my favorite response to men that feel the need to tell me to smile
when I stroll swiftly pass them on my lunch break.
"I'm sorry, do you see me wearing a mini skirt and shakin' my
pom-poms?" (They respond, No)
"That's because I'm not your friggin cheerleader"
Country: United States
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