And the shit hits the fan.
So Davey and I made the arrangements and hired a couple guys to put in a hot tub shortly after we got back from vacation. The reason I say anything about this? Technically the installation was supposed to be done yesterday, but the contractor's assistant is a fucking moron who forgot something, so they had to extend it a day or few.
I got woken up at 12:30 by fucking douche bag assistant LEANING ON THE DOORBELL (buzzer, whatever) for FIVE MINUTES. Like... what, you can't wait for a couple minutes for me to wake up or get dressed, or finish whatever I'm doing before you ring again? Fucking DICK. So I go and yank open the door to find out it's this guy, and all I can think is "OH HAY, IT'S YOU. FUCK OFF." So I let him in, like an idiot, because I didn't stop to think, oh hey, the guy's alone, it's the 4th of July, therefore A HOLIDAY and he's not supposed to be here, PLUS the fact Davey wasn't there and I realized after Davey got home about five minutes later or whatever that... they usually start work at ten or eleven in the morning. What the fuck was he doing here at 12:30? CREEPY. O.O Possibly stalkerish, or maybe I'm just being paranoid because of all that email business (though I'm pretty sure that's done now... at least, Davey hasn't said anything about it in the last almost month, so...).
So Davey kicked the guy out and now - NOW I'm in the laundry room fucking doing the laundry because Davey spilled coffee on his new shirt and i don't want it to stain. And because we had a fight because Davey couldn't keep his mouth shut about how much of a retard I was being. I'm SO sorry I'm not completely rational when I get WOKEN UP by some dickhead who doesn't know how to take a fucking hint. Yes, I was stupid. I realize the guy could have walked off with some of our stuff. I realized AFTER I LET HIM IN that he wasn't supposed to be here. I was so angry and tired and not thinking clearly that I didn't want to deal with him. And Davey, I REALLY didn't want to get into a fight with you.
I'm only human, I do stupid things. I WAS feeling a little better talking to Jewel for a bit (hope you're having fun at your picnic!), and now I'm all freaked and angry-depressive now. I hate this shit.
Happy fucking fourth of July, everybody. I'm going to try and make the best of the rest of my day, and I hope you guys all have a better day than I'm having.
ETA - the second I posted this, I got hit with a salmon bot saying, "It's Canada Day!" Nope, Independence Day. *sigh*
I got woken up at 12:30 by fucking douche bag assistant LEANING ON THE DOORBELL (buzzer, whatever) for FIVE MINUTES. Like... what, you can't wait for a couple minutes for me to wake up or get dressed, or finish whatever I'm doing before you ring again? Fucking DICK. So I go and yank open the door to find out it's this guy, and all I can think is "OH HAY, IT'S YOU. FUCK OFF." So I let him in, like an idiot, because I didn't stop to think, oh hey, the guy's alone, it's the 4th of July, therefore A HOLIDAY and he's not supposed to be here, PLUS the fact Davey wasn't there and I realized after Davey got home about five minutes later or whatever that... they usually start work at ten or eleven in the morning. What the fuck was he doing here at 12:30? CREEPY. O.O Possibly stalkerish, or maybe I'm just being paranoid because of all that email business (though I'm pretty sure that's done now... at least, Davey hasn't said anything about it in the last almost month, so...).
So Davey kicked the guy out and now - NOW I'm in the laundry room fucking doing the laundry because Davey spilled coffee on his new shirt and i don't want it to stain. And because we had a fight because Davey couldn't keep his mouth shut about how much of a retard I was being. I'm SO sorry I'm not completely rational when I get WOKEN UP by some dickhead who doesn't know how to take a fucking hint. Yes, I was stupid. I realize the guy could have walked off with some of our stuff. I realized AFTER I LET HIM IN that he wasn't supposed to be here. I was so angry and tired and not thinking clearly that I didn't want to deal with him. And Davey, I REALLY didn't want to get into a fight with you.
I'm only human, I do stupid things. I WAS feeling a little better talking to Jewel for a bit (hope you're having fun at your picnic!), and now I'm all freaked and angry-depressive now. I hate this shit.
Happy fucking fourth of July, everybody. I'm going to try and make the best of the rest of my day, and I hope you guys all have a better day than I'm having.
ETA - the second I posted this, I got hit with a salmon bot saying, "It's Canada Day!" Nope, Independence Day. *sigh*