FUCK YOU. You get off work at 4 pm, after I woke up with you at 4:30 am and made you fucking breakfast......and you finally call at 6:30 to say you've been at your buddy's house for 2 1/2 motherfucking hours, before you bother addressing me? GO THE FUCK HOME. Perhaps I'm a little sensitive to this shit, 'cause I had a husband who hid his drug use via these measures........but seriously................I start back full time in January. I'm working part-time right now. I do NOT goddamn disappear with my friends when I get the fuck off work. I motherfucking come home. Boys - go ahead. Tell me how you "need your space". Girls - damned if I know what you're going to say to this. I say this: bitch, GO THE FUCK HOME Stop making me think you're going to show up after work. Just fuck off. Keep your pals. See how that works out for you. You're goddamn pushing 50 and still single.................it clearly hasn't worked out for you so far, and you're still playing the same goddamn game. You're about to be single again, cuntwipe.