I can't think of a catchy subject line....
I'm annoyed. And worried.
Miguel sent me a text message yesterday saying that his fever had been up over 103, and that he had just had bloodwork done and was now waiting on an xray. That was at 12:30 in the afternoon. I haven't heard from him since.
I can't imagine what could be wrong with him, but I'll tell you...if this is some kind of cruel way for him to dump me, I will be more than a little upset. It annoys me that I don't know what's happening, or if nothing is happening at all. I won't feel better about this until I get to talk to him, no matter what he has to tell me.
Meanwhile, work today has been about as annoying as a pubic hair in the Cheerios.
My boss came back from vacation (yesterday, but I was out sick), and decided that she was gonna be a nit-picky bitch. She gave me back photos today because they weren't high-res enough. What?? No one has EVER complained about ANY photo I've EVER turned in, but you pick TODAY to give them back to me to look them over again?? Obviously, she had nothing better to do. And, they assigned me a project back on Friday and told me I had until this Friday to get it done, so she says to me, "Yeah...do you think you'll be done with that tomorrow afternoon?" WHAT?!?! I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED IT YET! AND IT'S NINE PAGES!!! I suppose I'll HAVE to be done with it tomorrow afternoon, which means killing myself tomorrow to get it done. And killing myself is HARDLY worth it for an interoffice project that isn't even going to get published. Gah.
And, I had THIS argument with a coworker today:
Them- Oh, your hair is curly on top today!
Me- Actually, it's always curly on top. I have curly hair.
Them- No it isn't
Me- *incredulous* Yes, it is.
Them- *insistant* No, it isn't!
Me- Don't argue with me! The hair's on MY head! YES IT IS!!
Why do people INSIST that you have a certain physical attribute (or lack of one) when you know for a FACT that you don't (or do)??? Idiots.
At least I get to go home in twenty minutes. To an empty house, since the roommate is in California.
I'm perfectly happy to have the house to myself, it's just weird at night. My neighborhood is generally safe, but about a month ago a woman was raped in her apartment TWO BLOCKS away from me. Guy just walked in and did it. She left her door unlocked. Ever since then, even though I'm not a woman and it's highly unlikely that anyone will be able to rape me (I'm 6'4" and I like to think I'll be able to overpower them), it still scares me. I make sure all the doors and windows are locked and all the shades are drawn before I go to bed. Then again, that's a Chicago thing too. My mother NEVER left a window uncovered and we always locked every door, even in the middle of the day. I guess you can take the guy out of the big city, but you can't take the big city out of the guy.
I hope tonight is better than today has been.
Miguel sent me a text message yesterday saying that his fever had been up over 103, and that he had just had bloodwork done and was now waiting on an xray. That was at 12:30 in the afternoon. I haven't heard from him since.
I can't imagine what could be wrong with him, but I'll tell you...if this is some kind of cruel way for him to dump me, I will be more than a little upset. It annoys me that I don't know what's happening, or if nothing is happening at all. I won't feel better about this until I get to talk to him, no matter what he has to tell me.
Meanwhile, work today has been about as annoying as a pubic hair in the Cheerios.
My boss came back from vacation (yesterday, but I was out sick), and decided that she was gonna be a nit-picky bitch. She gave me back photos today because they weren't high-res enough. What?? No one has EVER complained about ANY photo I've EVER turned in, but you pick TODAY to give them back to me to look them over again?? Obviously, she had nothing better to do. And, they assigned me a project back on Friday and told me I had until this Friday to get it done, so she says to me, "Yeah...do you think you'll be done with that tomorrow afternoon?" WHAT?!?! I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED IT YET! AND IT'S NINE PAGES!!! I suppose I'll HAVE to be done with it tomorrow afternoon, which means killing myself tomorrow to get it done. And killing myself is HARDLY worth it for an interoffice project that isn't even going to get published. Gah.
And, I had THIS argument with a coworker today:
Them- Oh, your hair is curly on top today!
Me- Actually, it's always curly on top. I have curly hair.
Them- No it isn't
Me- *incredulous* Yes, it is.
Them- *insistant* No, it isn't!
Me- Don't argue with me! The hair's on MY head! YES IT IS!!
Why do people INSIST that you have a certain physical attribute (or lack of one) when you know for a FACT that you don't (or do)??? Idiots.
At least I get to go home in twenty minutes. To an empty house, since the roommate is in California.
I'm perfectly happy to have the house to myself, it's just weird at night. My neighborhood is generally safe, but about a month ago a woman was raped in her apartment TWO BLOCKS away from me. Guy just walked in and did it. She left her door unlocked. Ever since then, even though I'm not a woman and it's highly unlikely that anyone will be able to rape me (I'm 6'4" and I like to think I'll be able to overpower them), it still scares me. I make sure all the doors and windows are locked and all the shades are drawn before I go to bed. Then again, that's a Chicago thing too. My mother NEVER left a window uncovered and we always locked every door, even in the middle of the day. I guess you can take the guy out of the big city, but you can't take the big city out of the guy.
I hope tonight is better than today has been.