Chalk it up to a bad day
Yesterday sucked. A lot.
First I hate our new system out work. I had to address around 200 envelopes for x-mas cards at work and our system fucked half of them up, so I had to quickly re-do the labels. Fun. Then our phones were up and down all day, so we had to call all of our patients and give them an alternate number. When the phones were back up, the AT&T guy did about 2 hours worth of testing. Yes 2 hours of me answering the phone, going through my answering speil and then some douche saying...oh just testing. I think I developed a twitch.
When I thought things had normalized at 5pm, we suddenly could not forward our phones to the on-call nurse. Fucking lovely. SO we once again had to call our patients and give them yest another number to call. Then the AT&T guy calls at 6 and wants ME to program the phones so they can be forwarded. No freakin way.
When I finally got out, the line to get on the freeway was out of control. It was backed up into Briarwood circle. I decided to take Eisenhower home. These little douche kids thought it would be really funny to throw a snowball at my car while I'm driving. Big mistake, kids. It's not a good idea to make a girl think something has hit and damaged her car when she already has frazzled nerves.
::sigh:: When I finally arrive home, I don't want to even get out of the car. I see Aaron's Christmas present sitting on the porch. It's all fucking wrong. I ordered a oak barrel (half barrel) online and was nervous about it from the beginning. There it is sitting on my porch...an oak barel- sawed in half.
At this point...I give up. I have no gift for Aaron...I'm out $30 for shipping and the ones that I can buy locally have to be shipped in.
Fucking bah-humbug.
First I hate our new system out work. I had to address around 200 envelopes for x-mas cards at work and our system fucked half of them up, so I had to quickly re-do the labels. Fun. Then our phones were up and down all day, so we had to call all of our patients and give them an alternate number. When the phones were back up, the AT&T guy did about 2 hours worth of testing. Yes 2 hours of me answering the phone, going through my answering speil and then some douche saying...oh just testing. I think I developed a twitch.
When I thought things had normalized at 5pm, we suddenly could not forward our phones to the on-call nurse. Fucking lovely. SO we once again had to call our patients and give them yest another number to call. Then the AT&T guy calls at 6 and wants ME to program the phones so they can be forwarded. No freakin way.
When I finally got out, the line to get on the freeway was out of control. It was backed up into Briarwood circle. I decided to take Eisenhower home. These little douche kids thought it would be really funny to throw a snowball at my car while I'm driving. Big mistake, kids. It's not a good idea to make a girl think something has hit and damaged her car when she already has frazzled nerves.
::sigh:: When I finally arrive home, I don't want to even get out of the car. I see Aaron's Christmas present sitting on the porch. It's all fucking wrong. I ordered a oak barrel (half barrel) online and was nervous about it from the beginning. There it is sitting on my porch...an oak barel- sawed in half.
At this point...I give up. I have no gift for Aaron...I'm out $30 for shipping and the ones that I can buy locally have to be shipped in.
Fucking bah-humbug.