Well that won't happen again. in The Devil Beneath My Feet

A close friend since childhood texted me the other day. I should have known better, she only texts me when she wants something. What feels like a hundred years ago, when we were in high school, she went out with a boy named Mark. Mark was wonderful to her, but she err's on the utterly psychotic and cannot bring herself to trust anyone for very silly reasons, so she essentially pushed him away. He moved on to another girl, Kim engaged in a lot of drunken hook ups and became pregnant, Mark's new girlfriend also became pregnant, long story short now each of them have two despicable bastard children and Mark finds himself newly single.

Kim, however, is NOT single. Her boyfriend is a dead beat imbecile, but she's still not single.

So i received her text the other day and it reads "Dude i have someone that wants to see your house!" (Eric and i built a house.)

"Oh? Who?" "Mark!"

This is about the third time she and Mark have "hung out" as "friends" and instead of behaving like friendly adults they just rut in the mud like animals and act entirely irresponsible. Then, inevitably, Mark's girlfriend would find out and threaten to take him to court over custody. So, he'd disappear and stop returning any of Kim's calls or texts, Kim then throws herself a pity party and the cycle continues.

So when she said that, I knew already what was i was in store for here.

So naturally they came over, and it was apparent within about 30 seconds that they didn't come to see me, Eric, or the house. They came for shelter. Because Kim's boyfriend has an idea where Mark lives, he'd just have to drive around looking for Kim's car (which isn't below him, he's a monster) and he knows where Kim's parents live so that's out, so where else can they go? Oh lets call Sam, shall we.

So fine. I don't care, I stopped caring before I even started. But what I do NOT have the patience for, is the fucking giggling.

The incessant giggling. Like some annoying animal's unremitting mating call in the depths of the rain forest. I remember being thirteen. I remember it well, it was when I met Eric. Eric and I were nowhere near as annoying as these two grown adults.

In any case it's revolting behavior and this will be the last time I respond to any calls or texts from Kim. I am done, for a very long time.

When i rise to power people like this will be sterilized. A select number of imbeciles will remain fertile and be used for a carefully calculated breeding program designed to produce desirable traits such as blind obedience, an unwillingness to question things (this will be taught. Ruthlessly and without mercy.) physical strength and endurance. Robots would be preferable but robots are expensive, and the breeding plan is certainly more cost effective. Those that have been sterilized of course will be pressed into military service, the smartest of the sterilized will be made unto Generals for my army of mutant slave monsters. Those sterilized that cannot perform up to par for military training will of course be made servants, never trusted with actual food, mind you, but someone's going to have to scrub the baseboards of my black castle and it will most certainly not be me.

I understand that's a little Third Reich-y for most but rest assured, a pipe dream that i honestly just don't have the ambition to achieve.

I have no patience for anyone behaving like a child, i don't even have patience for children who behave like children to be perfectly honest and I will certainly not entertain Kim's petulant behavior when they inevitably break up.