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i think i'm having one of the worst days. ever. let me just start by saying i just got done crying my ass off, screaming my head off, and having my blood pressure rise so high i could literally feel it. i'm going to start with what made me so upset.
nikki called me this morning and told me my tshirts were ready. so, a bit ago, i went to pick them up. the people at vision (who were printing the shirts) gave me my shirts and blew me off. so i open them and discover, much to my dismay, that first off the tshirts were the wrong kind. instead of cute raglan tshirts, they were stupid fucking huge as shit "women's tshirts" that i hate so bad i would only use them to wipe my ass. and every tshirt was wrong.
i took them to nikki. every shirt was printed about 4 inches down from the neck and lopsided. HORRIBLY. so you look like a fucking carebear. half the printing on them were cut in half. some of the shirts were printed so badly that they printed ON THE FUCKING COLLAR OF THE DAMN TSHIRT. i found one that was somewhat ok, but i realized it was so off center it looks stupid as SHIT. i was screaming and cursing, nikki claimed it looked like the person who did them was drunk and didn't give a fuck, i started bawling my eyes out. but nikki told me that they will re order tshirts and reprint them all for me. and i don't have to pay a damn thing. good. i would have fucking sued their asses. i am so upset right now, i am choking back tears.
now the other thing that i didn't like was this. about 2 weeks ago i was called at work by a nurse at the damn obgyn (lady doctor) who said that my pap smear was abnormal and that i needed to come in because it could be cancer. GREAT. mom came with me and sat in the room with me when they did it. it was like a pap smear but it lasted 5 minutes, hurt like HELL, and makes you bleed like crazy. first, they put something in you that gives you such horrible cramps.. they warned me about it but i was crying and my mom was holding my hand through that. they told me the worst was over. FUCKING RIGHT. they had to take "pinches" of my fucking cervix to send to the lab to be tested. the cut chunks of skin out, i was trying so hard not to vomit... i would look down and they would have a huge bloody fucking chunk of skin they just cut out of me. when they were done, they kept asking if i was ok because i was so pale and holding my head. i felt like i was going to pass out.
so it turns out that if something is wrong, they'll have to freeze my fucking cervix. in other words, they'll coat the inside of my junt with ice so the bad cells will be frozen off and new ones grow in. my mom said i'll be pissing icecubes.
sorry for the delay on the shirts. i feel sorry for whoever is going to be working at vison graphics tomorrow when i show up. it was funny because when i was about to leave, nikki laughed and said "now you know why my blood pressure is so damn high all the time"
oh and i got a new cellphone. same number. just new cool as shit phone. bitchplease.
nikki called me this morning and told me my tshirts were ready. so, a bit ago, i went to pick them up. the people at vision (who were printing the shirts) gave me my shirts and blew me off. so i open them and discover, much to my dismay, that first off the tshirts were the wrong kind. instead of cute raglan tshirts, they were stupid fucking huge as shit "women's tshirts" that i hate so bad i would only use them to wipe my ass. and every tshirt was wrong.
i took them to nikki. every shirt was printed about 4 inches down from the neck and lopsided. HORRIBLY. so you look like a fucking carebear. half the printing on them were cut in half. some of the shirts were printed so badly that they printed ON THE FUCKING COLLAR OF THE DAMN TSHIRT. i found one that was somewhat ok, but i realized it was so off center it looks stupid as SHIT. i was screaming and cursing, nikki claimed it looked like the person who did them was drunk and didn't give a fuck, i started bawling my eyes out. but nikki told me that they will re order tshirts and reprint them all for me. and i don't have to pay a damn thing. good. i would have fucking sued their asses. i am so upset right now, i am choking back tears.
now the other thing that i didn't like was this. about 2 weeks ago i was called at work by a nurse at the damn obgyn (lady doctor) who said that my pap smear was abnormal and that i needed to come in because it could be cancer. GREAT. mom came with me and sat in the room with me when they did it. it was like a pap smear but it lasted 5 minutes, hurt like HELL, and makes you bleed like crazy. first, they put something in you that gives you such horrible cramps.. they warned me about it but i was crying and my mom was holding my hand through that. they told me the worst was over. FUCKING RIGHT. they had to take "pinches" of my fucking cervix to send to the lab to be tested. the cut chunks of skin out, i was trying so hard not to vomit... i would look down and they would have a huge bloody fucking chunk of skin they just cut out of me. when they were done, they kept asking if i was ok because i was so pale and holding my head. i felt like i was going to pass out.
so it turns out that if something is wrong, they'll have to freeze my fucking cervix. in other words, they'll coat the inside of my junt with ice so the bad cells will be frozen off and new ones grow in. my mom said i'll be pissing icecubes.
sorry for the delay on the shirts. i feel sorry for whoever is going to be working at vison graphics tomorrow when i show up. it was funny because when i was about to leave, nikki laughed and said "now you know why my blood pressure is so damn high all the time"
oh and i got a new cellphone. same number. just new cool as shit phone. bitchplease.