We all know someone like this. Come on. You know who I mean. Every family, workplace and neighbourhood has one. They are the easily offended, grudge-bearing, martyrs. They bleat on and on about this and that; the terrible events of the year nineteen hoo-hoo and how it pained them. They hold their self-pity like a bunch of flowers, ready to hand over to you as soon as you say, 'So how are you today?'
Pathologically self-obsessed they never think to ask how you are doing. It's just an on-going me-fest for these folk. Well I've had it with the Permanently Aggrieved. 'Cos they suck. Big time. And to them I say: go get a life or find some place else to whinge......Rant over.