Yup
Guess what? You remember about two weeks or so ago when I posted about how my septic tank is backed up and all that shit was going down in the house to make life more inconvenient? Yeah? Well, last night I think I finally fucking snapped. First and foremost I was trying to get into the shower to wash my poison ivy sores that had appeared all over my body recently and was attempting to get the water hose primed for the whole "draining out the window" thing. After several attempts at priming it from within the bathroom I yelled out for someone to go outside and try and re-position the hose to a more suitable location. After yelling for someone for about 2 minutes I began to be frustrated and irritable. But, finally someone heard my desperate plea for assistance and went outside to put the end of the hose on a lower level to increase the amount of suction that would be generated. Again after trying to get it primed I pulled the house out of the faucet to have all the water that I had tried to get to go outside splash up into my face.
I think this combined with the fact that I had to use the restroom (we have to poo in a goddamned trash can / outside), coupled with the fact that my poison ivy had begun to seemingly throb and itch on my skin set me off. I fucking lost it last night. Swearing to anybody and everything that was around me including this fucking hell hole that was, at the time, seeming to taunt my every effort to exist on this planet.
House: "Need a bath? Too fucking bad! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh? Whats that on your hands and neck? Poison ivy you say? Well, I won't allow you to run any water in an effort to stop the damned poison! Whats that? You say you need to take a shit too? LOLZ"
Well, you get the idea. To top things off, I went to I-Sama's house to get a shower and chillax for a while and lo and behold when I fucking pull up in his driveway I get a call from dumbshit Mcgee up there at work asking when he should do something. Nine O'Clock is when the backups start at work and I had told him last Friday that we were to check the goddamned tapes BEFORE 9:00 so as to have an un-interrupted backup for that night. But he fucking yanks the cartridge out of the machine while it is running and scares the living shit right out of me. On top of that he is saying that another system that we usually don't have to deal with at night is acting up and one of the fellows I worked with during the day (responsible for the backups on the machine in question) is shitting a brick calling the office and leaving me messages in email, Sametime, and calling me on my cell phone begging me to help out.
Tears streaming down my face, laughing hysterically, and having enough rage built up to where I could walk up to someone on the street last night and fucking wail on them without prior knowledge of who the person was. I jumped in the car and sped up to Lexington arriving on site to find the person up there to be nonchalant about something so important to his job being in disarray. Sadly, I cannot fire him as he didn't end up interrupting anything and was right on the phone with my boss asking to be walked through the steps to correct the problem last night with the other backup to be run. One of the other reasons I went up there was because his badge wasn't working and I had spent all damn day trying to get it to work with the doors that we needed access to. When I got there, his badge worked and the problem with the other drive couldn't be resolved because the tape that needed to be ejected wouldn't eject manually.
I am going to try and get an apartment sooner than getting the god damned 3,000 dollars I said I was gonna save for a down payment. I will have to use somewhat less than that amount or take a hit and have no down payment on a car. I am tempted to just get the cheapest thing that can roll at this point. To hell with the car I want, I need a car I can get like within the week. My life is a fucking mess right now. I need to get away from everything like right NOW. I think moving into my own fucking place for a while will have some outstanding benefits to my psychological wellbeing. I am sick of this shit happening to me.
R-Tug
I think this combined with the fact that I had to use the restroom (we have to poo in a goddamned trash can / outside), coupled with the fact that my poison ivy had begun to seemingly throb and itch on my skin set me off. I fucking lost it last night. Swearing to anybody and everything that was around me including this fucking hell hole that was, at the time, seeming to taunt my every effort to exist on this planet.
House: "Need a bath? Too fucking bad! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh? Whats that on your hands and neck? Poison ivy you say? Well, I won't allow you to run any water in an effort to stop the damned poison! Whats that? You say you need to take a shit too? LOLZ"
Well, you get the idea. To top things off, I went to I-Sama's house to get a shower and chillax for a while and lo and behold when I fucking pull up in his driveway I get a call from dumbshit Mcgee up there at work asking when he should do something. Nine O'Clock is when the backups start at work and I had told him last Friday that we were to check the goddamned tapes BEFORE 9:00 so as to have an un-interrupted backup for that night. But he fucking yanks the cartridge out of the machine while it is running and scares the living shit right out of me. On top of that he is saying that another system that we usually don't have to deal with at night is acting up and one of the fellows I worked with during the day (responsible for the backups on the machine in question) is shitting a brick calling the office and leaving me messages in email, Sametime, and calling me on my cell phone begging me to help out.
Tears streaming down my face, laughing hysterically, and having enough rage built up to where I could walk up to someone on the street last night and fucking wail on them without prior knowledge of who the person was. I jumped in the car and sped up to Lexington arriving on site to find the person up there to be nonchalant about something so important to his job being in disarray. Sadly, I cannot fire him as he didn't end up interrupting anything and was right on the phone with my boss asking to be walked through the steps to correct the problem last night with the other backup to be run. One of the other reasons I went up there was because his badge wasn't working and I had spent all damn day trying to get it to work with the doors that we needed access to. When I got there, his badge worked and the problem with the other drive couldn't be resolved because the tape that needed to be ejected wouldn't eject manually.
I am going to try and get an apartment sooner than getting the god damned 3,000 dollars I said I was gonna save for a down payment. I will have to use somewhat less than that amount or take a hit and have no down payment on a car. I am tempted to just get the cheapest thing that can roll at this point. To hell with the car I want, I need a car I can get like within the week. My life is a fucking mess right now. I need to get away from everything like right NOW. I think moving into my own fucking place for a while will have some outstanding benefits to my psychological wellbeing. I am sick of this shit happening to me.
R-Tug