Complaint about work today (there is cussing):
1. You are not a client, have had two consultations that you have NOT paid for, and therefore when you bang on the (locked) office door at 12:40 p.m. like you have hellhounds at your heels, don't you DARE act offended that I am short with you. I would've liked to tell you to fuck off but, that might get me fired. Maybe not but, its certainly not lady like.
*edit I just found out he has court in 15 minutes and that is why he needs my boss to be here so badly. You know what they say, "Poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part." Also, I know right well he didn't pay the required retainer to get my boss over there to appear for him.
I know that I'm a bitch. That is nothing new.
I spend the first half of my lunch hour at the cemetary because mom said that there is a guitar shaped grave marker somewhere out there. I didn't see it though. :(
That is five nights in a row now that I'm being woken up and I'm about to have a little chat about limits and consequences with the thing in my room.
I like to sleep and I'm mean when I don't get it.