what I DON'T NEED

I don't need a snotty attitude.

I don't need to give you my life story.

I don't need your judgment.

I don't need to explain myself to you.

I don't need to listen to your lecture.

I don't need to explain to you why my insurance changed.

I don't need to tell you why I waited to start birth control.

I don't need to be spoken to like an idiot.

All I need is a refill on my prescription, you stupid, self-righteous nurse from my ob-gyn office.

Thank you,
The Working Girl