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Welllll... today at work, I had to take a cake down to the rich bitches luncheon (even though these are the elite womens that I like). I had fun doing it for some reason... probably because I get along with these women and they like me, and remember me, which is odd for those society clique chicks.
Get back to the shop and start getting all the statements and invoices stapled. Start up the computer... it doesnt get to the main screen, just freezes. Restart. Same thing. Restart again and it finally goes through to Windows. I start up the program and notice the last invoice number listed is 17330. I look down at the printed invoice I have, as Im getting ready to staple it to a statement, and the number is 17460. I search for that invoice number on the computer... and its not there. Turns out, by some freak accident, the fucking gay lame piece of shit computer erased my whole last two weeks of work. So, I had to re-enter all the fucking invoices, deposits, etc. from the past two weeks. Im pleased, needless to say... pfffttt
So, Im trying to make myself happy by watching the King of the Iron Chef competition. Its awesome, I love Iron Chef. But its not working to get me out of the annoyed mood Ive had since 1pm. Im waiting to see which person calls me first and who wants to do what... I cant decide what type of social event I can deal with at the moment.
Get back to the shop and start getting all the statements and invoices stapled. Start up the computer... it doesnt get to the main screen, just freezes. Restart. Same thing. Restart again and it finally goes through to Windows. I start up the program and notice the last invoice number listed is 17330. I look down at the printed invoice I have, as Im getting ready to staple it to a statement, and the number is 17460. I search for that invoice number on the computer... and its not there. Turns out, by some freak accident, the fucking gay lame piece of shit computer erased my whole last two weeks of work. So, I had to re-enter all the fucking invoices, deposits, etc. from the past two weeks. Im pleased, needless to say... pfffttt
So, Im trying to make myself happy by watching the King of the Iron Chef competition. Its awesome, I love Iron Chef. But its not working to get me out of the annoyed mood Ive had since 1pm. Im waiting to see which person calls me first and who wants to do what... I cant decide what type of social event I can deal with at the moment.