Queen Bees

The Queen Bee....She sits and all the worker bees do her bidding. Bringing her honey, pollinating her, serving her working for her. That damn bee gets everything. She has the life. Everybody wants to be her....at the end of the day, she dies. She is born to die.

At least this is how I think the queen bees' life works out. I think she is born to do all this and then sacrifice it at the end of her cycle. I could be totally wrong though. I just don't feel like googling it.

I like to think of myself as the Queen Bee. At the top, people love me, I am hard working, dedicated, there for all the "workers" etc etc....and then I die. I fly straight into a windshield and my reign is over. I always say "Lets face it, if I don't like you, then no one will" and this statement has remained true- Sure some might have tried to challenge it but they see the truth in the end. My intuition NEVER fails me....it always steers me in the right direction...I might play with you for awhile like another insect I like to call a black widow....BUT in the end the result is still the same.

It takes a lot to be at the top. You do so much to get there so you can finally sit back and watch everyone else work and just go on some vacay and have a little fun....maybe with boys. But at the end of the 11 hour work day, you have been battered and beaten. The sounding board for all the problems, the drama, the crazy. The stress of everyone else becomes yours and you spend your day putting out fires, then suddenly its 8:00 and your realized you have narcolepsied out once a freaking gain. FML.

Screw being the queen bee- I think I would rather be a worker bee and have some fun, come into work late, or tipsy, have exciting weekend stories or great vacay rest...at least worker bees can truly be proud of what they have done!

But I am relentless and I have turned my life into the Queen Bee. So does being on the top actually mean you are always on the bottom- those damn bottom feeders always get my goat. It makes me angry. I can not stand people who come to do things at the minimum or be lackadaisical. I am the queen bee SO if I am putting 11 hours in then you should too. Dont spit in my face and then swindle my money from my hand...Its pretty easy actually.

I am kind, and understanding, easy to get along with (which when most people say this, it means they can be difficult) but not me-HAH! I just have high expectations and if you wanna be a lazy shit, then go somewhere else because I dont have time for "dips".

Please come thinking your are a queen bee every day- remember it really means you are gonna bust your ass, work hard, and clean up your own mess. I have no tolerance for spoiled adults. How wonderful for your spoiled life must be to come and go as you please, to have full weekends. Well guess what we all have full weekends but we are here making sacrifices and giving up shopping days with our friends to do what needs to be done. What a slap in the face to take someone for granite.

Well here is a little secret about me, once you take me for granite. I peace out like a bad scene. No Soup for you, No pass go, No spankie spankie funny business. Its over - like a bad relationship that should have never started.

Its not that hard to be supreme. Why don't more people want to push themselves? I just dont get it....is it our "new" legislation? that has made it completely OK for people to tap out when they hit mediocre? Or is it really that there are two types of people in this world? Left brain/ right brain, type A/ type B, extroverted/ introverted, intrinsic/ extrinsic, sane/ crazy? Well that could play a role in it. Why some people get along better with others or work better with others. Huh?

SO really are the Queen Bees of this world, really the popular mean girls of the high school that everyone wants to be like? or fears.... Or the nice, passive, motivated worker? Maybe a little of both.

Even though the Queen has such a lucious life...she must be alone. No one there she can really trust or count on. No one there to make her smile....

At least I am blessed with Wonderful friends, families, and co- workers that give me a belly laugh at least once a day and I can trust, to truly be there in a pinch when I need my honey fix. Or to cover for me for an hour, while I get poked by needles at the doctor- really why does it ALWAYS feel like the worst pain ever...one of the only things that will bring me to tears. Thank God for Felicia...shes kick ass.

In the end being the Queen Bee is nice MOST days :) But maybe for now I am OK with just being a princess bee...HAh yea right