Life as crap
My day sucked. It started off alright I guess. I got my check from work and I was going to go to the bank to deposit in. Here's how it went down
*Tiffany in red mazda drives to the drive up teller.After placing the envelope in the container, she pushes a button and sends it flying through space to eventually land in front of the teller*
Teller: Ma'am..Can I see an ID...a driver's license or something like that? (to verify that I am Tiffany, because I want $10 cash back
Tiffany: I have my picture on file to use as verification
Teller: Oh, we don't use that anymore (dumb). I just need to see a driver's license or some form of ID
Tiffany *realinzing her 2 yr old niece, took her wallet to play house the previous night* Um, I don't have my driver's license
Teller: You mean you're out there driving and you don't have your driver's license with you?
Ok, I'm going to end the conversation there. I wanted to reach through there and smack here. I wish you could have heard the way she said it. Like it was incredelous that I would drive without it. Do you know how many people on a given day do that? Do you know how many people are driving around town, having done much worse things? I forgot my ID get over it. So anyways....that started the bad day.
I went to workout at Curves today with Sherry. That wasn't bad.
My sister made me mad. The children were being whiny and I told her it was because she doesn't discipline them. Car ride spent with Savannah screaming. I get upset. I'm in the shower crying. Enter into the hallway...DAD
Commences to yelling and screming at me for 10 minutes (literally) for crying in the shower . I was having a bad day..and he yells at me about being a baby, and wanting me to leave, and start taking depression medicine again. I used to take it, but things are ok now and I don't need it. He mad me feel like I was a crazy nut job. I had one bad day.
Did he yell at my sister? No. Did he yell at anyone else? No. Just me. The person that I love the most in the world. And he broke my heart. It's shattered. A million pieces all over the shower floor.
I need to clean them up
*Tiffany in red mazda drives to the drive up teller.After placing the envelope in the container, she pushes a button and sends it flying through space to eventually land in front of the teller*
Teller: Ma'am..Can I see an ID...a driver's license or something like that? (to verify that I am Tiffany, because I want $10 cash back
Tiffany: I have my picture on file to use as verification
Teller: Oh, we don't use that anymore (dumb). I just need to see a driver's license or some form of ID
Tiffany *realinzing her 2 yr old niece, took her wallet to play house the previous night* Um, I don't have my driver's license
Teller: You mean you're out there driving and you don't have your driver's license with you?
Ok, I'm going to end the conversation there. I wanted to reach through there and smack here. I wish you could have heard the way she said it. Like it was incredelous that I would drive without it. Do you know how many people on a given day do that? Do you know how many people are driving around town, having done much worse things? I forgot my ID get over it. So anyways....that started the bad day.
I went to workout at Curves today with Sherry. That wasn't bad.
My sister made me mad. The children were being whiny and I told her it was because she doesn't discipline them. Car ride spent with Savannah screaming. I get upset. I'm in the shower crying. Enter into the hallway...DAD
Commences to yelling and screming at me for 10 minutes (literally) for crying in the shower . I was having a bad day..and he yells at me about being a baby, and wanting me to leave, and start taking depression medicine again. I used to take it, but things are ok now and I don't need it. He mad me feel like I was a crazy nut job. I had one bad day.
Did he yell at my sister? No. Did he yell at anyone else? No. Just me. The person that I love the most in the world. And he broke my heart. It's shattered. A million pieces all over the shower floor.
I need to clean them up