Despite the fact that he had all fucking day to do so, my ex decided to wait to run an errand until ten minutes before the previously agreed upon time that I would be dropping our child off. So then he calls me and gives me some long drawn out story about why, like I give a shit. And so now I’m sitting in my car outside his place waiting for him to show up. He has no respect for my time and it is infuriating. In fact, I’d love to kick him in his one remaining ball.

Fuck you, dude.