Sometimes Being Female Sucks

I feel like shit, as I am prone to about this time of the month. When I mentioned to a co-worker that I may have to go home she says "Oh, what are your symptoms?" What the hell kind of question is that? Was she trying to determine if I was contagious? Whatever ever happened to "I'm sorry your not feeling well?" or "You look like you don't feel well, you should go home right now" I said "I'm a girl" but I wanted to say "Why, are you a doctor?" Next time I'll have the symptoms for the bubonic plague on the tip of my tongue and we'll see what she makes of that.

I'm such a snarky bitch.