*Warning* Serious rant ahead. Proceed with caution.
Well if this day didn't start of like SHIT, I don't know what the fuck to call it!
Work went fine. Got my check. Ok cool.
Came home. Since yesterday I put all of that money (280) on my cc I figured I'd order Allen's stuff and everything would go fine. What in the hell made me think that? I call and the rep I spoke to was acting like I was bothering him. Like making two orders was just killing him. Muthafucka that's your job. Your job is to take orders. Take 'em bitch!!! So dude is all sucking his teeth like a damn two year old. I ask him to send the packages to a different address than my biling address, that's a huge chore for him, too. Ok whatever. As long as he does his damn job and the shit gets sent. So he preocesses both orders and out of both cards the one that I JUST put TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY MIZZAFREAKIN DOLLARS ON doesn't go through. So I'm like "aaawww hell the fuck nah!!!" I call up the CC company and they're like "we received the money, but you had charges pending so we had to recredit that." That's a good 120 bucks. I know it's nuthin but AO-fuckin-L too. So I'm pissed 'cause that means one package will arrive before the other. At least if they both came later than he expected I could blame the postal system. But if one comes before another that looks odd as hell. But I handled it like an adult. I just said ok I made a promise. I told the man the stuff would be sent. So I took my fresh money from my brand new check and sent another $120 Western Union just now. That'll show up tomorrow. So the second package will just have to be a day late. Mind you, I also have to pay $95 for the electric bill. Damn this heat!!!!!!! And I'm a month behind at that. This leaves me with next to nothing 'til next pay day. And to top it all off, all of this ripping and running and trouble I'm going through isn't even for my benefit. At the end of the day I'll have nothing to show for all of this. Once his stuff gets credited, my CC will be right back where it started.
Not mention I wanted to take this weekend off with my paid time off, but I don't think I can because I'm on probation for calling out at the last minute too many times.
But that all isn't even the best part. Here's the muthafuckin clincher. As I'm walkin from the check cashing place towards the post office to get the m.o. for the elec. bill who the fuck do I see????? My very first bf. Haven't seen him in eons. And of course, like straight out of a damn made for TV movie, son was looking GOOOOOOD. Body nice, fresh hair cut, looking cuter than ever and I STILL haven't said the BEST part... he was driving. Good laaaaawd! I swear I could've just dug a damn hole for my grave and DIED right there. Me: all sweaty, dirty jeans, an undisclosed amount of lbs overwieght, just looking shitty. Particularly compared to how he last saw me. I'm crossing the street, he's all "Ebony??" I'm thinking who could be calling me from a car? I turn like oh ain't his about a bitch??!!??! I'm trying to front. "Oh Hi Ris. Long time, no see." And I swear to GOD son was looking at me like "damn, Eb done gained weight again." I just said as little as possible and tried to run away, literally. I can't even look at food right now. I damn near cried on my way home. I actually think that would be best. Right now I have a lot of emotions pented up inside of me. I need to have a good cry and just let them out before I explode. I'm about to do TaeBo 'til I drop. I'm so disgusted with myself right now................................
Work went fine. Got my check. Ok cool.
Came home. Since yesterday I put all of that money (280) on my cc I figured I'd order Allen's stuff and everything would go fine. What in the hell made me think that? I call and the rep I spoke to was acting like I was bothering him. Like making two orders was just killing him. Muthafucka that's your job. Your job is to take orders. Take 'em bitch!!! So dude is all sucking his teeth like a damn two year old. I ask him to send the packages to a different address than my biling address, that's a huge chore for him, too. Ok whatever. As long as he does his damn job and the shit gets sent. So he preocesses both orders and out of both cards the one that I JUST put TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY MIZZAFREAKIN DOLLARS ON doesn't go through. So I'm like "aaawww hell the fuck nah!!!" I call up the CC company and they're like "we received the money, but you had charges pending so we had to recredit that." That's a good 120 bucks. I know it's nuthin but AO-fuckin-L too. So I'm pissed 'cause that means one package will arrive before the other. At least if they both came later than he expected I could blame the postal system. But if one comes before another that looks odd as hell. But I handled it like an adult. I just said ok I made a promise. I told the man the stuff would be sent. So I took my fresh money from my brand new check and sent another $120 Western Union just now. That'll show up tomorrow. So the second package will just have to be a day late. Mind you, I also have to pay $95 for the electric bill. Damn this heat!!!!!!! And I'm a month behind at that. This leaves me with next to nothing 'til next pay day. And to top it all off, all of this ripping and running and trouble I'm going through isn't even for my benefit. At the end of the day I'll have nothing to show for all of this. Once his stuff gets credited, my CC will be right back where it started.
Not mention I wanted to take this weekend off with my paid time off, but I don't think I can because I'm on probation for calling out at the last minute too many times.
But that all isn't even the best part. Here's the muthafuckin clincher. As I'm walkin from the check cashing place towards the post office to get the m.o. for the elec. bill who the fuck do I see????? My very first bf. Haven't seen him in eons. And of course, like straight out of a damn made for TV movie, son was looking GOOOOOOD. Body nice, fresh hair cut, looking cuter than ever and I STILL haven't said the BEST part... he was driving. Good laaaaawd! I swear I could've just dug a damn hole for my grave and DIED right there. Me: all sweaty, dirty jeans, an undisclosed amount of lbs overwieght, just looking shitty. Particularly compared to how he last saw me. I'm crossing the street, he's all "Ebony??" I'm thinking who could be calling me from a car? I turn like oh ain't his about a bitch??!!??! I'm trying to front. "Oh Hi Ris. Long time, no see." And I swear to GOD son was looking at me like "damn, Eb done gained weight again." I just said as little as possible and tried to run away, literally. I can't even look at food right now. I damn near cried on my way home. I actually think that would be best. Right now I have a lot of emotions pented up inside of me. I need to have a good cry and just let them out before I explode. I'm about to do TaeBo 'til I drop. I'm so disgusted with myself right now................................