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so I had to wake up at 6am, take Jon to work and meet Christian at the hospital 'cos she's pregnant with twins and was puking up blood, then I took her home and they put her on bed rest so I had to watch her 3 & 4 yr old daughters while she was getting rest 'cos Ronell had to go to an AA meeting - so I had to cook, clean, chase toddlers, and then clean up after Destiney cos she peed her pants - then they proceeded to use me as a human jungle gym and climed all over me, not to mention practically tried to kill me by putting a pillow over my face and sitting on it - then I finally get home and call Jon and I DONT have to get him (thank God), but he tells me he's on his way home and he's got company and I have roughly 5 minutes to clean - so I had to attempt an hours worth of cleaning with in 5 minutes - didnt work.... Then come to see that one of the cats pooped in the bath tub that I then had to clean up.... So far I have had to clean up puke, poop, and piss.... great day so far (can you sense the sarcasim?).... then I left to go to an interview with Catholic Social Services before I can start level 2 of my Substance Abuse Group (Tuesday) - well I drove around for 30 minutes and I still couldnt find the damn thing, so I missed my apt. but I went to my Cognitive Restructuring Group and expalined everything to Lacie and she was kool about it she rescheduled me and told me to call for better directions, but this means I have to wait til the 1st week on July to start now :(- Then Jon was hungry and made me go out to McDonalds and get him food - I ordered a crispy ranch BLT with american cheese - they gave me a plain gilled chicken sandwich with swiss cheese - WTF? That just was the topping of the cake... what kind of fucking stoners mix that shit up???? - OMG - I am having one shitty fucking day - someone shoot me.... please....

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so I had to wake up at 6am, take Jon to work and meet Christian at the hospital 'cos she's pregnant with twins and was puking up blood, then I took her home and they put her on bed rest so I had to watch her 3 & 4 yr old daughters while she was getting rest 'cos Ronell had to go to an AA meeting - so I had to cook, clean, chase toddlers, and then clean up after Destiney cos she peed her pants - then they proceeded to use me as a human jungle gym and climed all over me, not to mention practically tried to kill me by putting a pillow over my face and sitting on it - then I finally get home and call Jon and I DONT have to get him (thank God), but he tells me he's on his way home and he's got company and I have roughly 5 minutes to clean - so I had to attempt an hours worth of cleaning with in 5 minutes - didnt work.... Then come to see that one of the cats pooped in the bath tub that I then had to clean up.... So far I have had to clean up puke, poop, and piss.... great day so far (can you sense the sarcasim?).... then I left to go to an interview with Catholic Social Services before I can start level 2 of my Substance Abuse Group (Tuesday) - well I drove around for 30 minutes and I still couldnt find the damn thing, so I missed my apt. but I went to my Cognitive Restructuring Group and expalined everything to Lacie and she was kool about it she rescheduled me and told me to call for better directions, but this means I have to wait til the 1st week on July to start now :(- Then Jon was hungry and made me go out to McDonalds and get him food - I ordered a crispy ranch BLT with american cheese - they gave me a plain gilled chicken sandwich with swiss cheese - WTF? That just was the topping of the cake... what kind of fucking stoners mix that shit up???? - OMG - I am having one shitty fucking day - someone shoot me.... please....

The bright side to all this?

The day's over with, and you get to look forward to sleep hopefully...

But I bet this is making you rethink havin kids a little eh?

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Or maybe look at it another way... noone died. noone lost a baby. nothing really that bad happened. One the other hand... You helped someone who needed you, your were there for two little girls when they pee'd thier pants and needed someone to be there, you got proof that people like you enough to come to your house for a visit and in the end... you recieved proof that people that work at McDonalds are as stupid as people think they are.

A good day. as long as you don't stress the little things.

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Or maybe look at it another way... noone died. noone lost a baby. nothing really that bad happened. One the other hand... You helped someone who needed you, your were there for two little girls when they pee'd thier pants and needed someone to be there, you got proof that people like you enough to come to your house for a visit and in the end... you recieved proof that people that work at McDonalds are as stupid as people think they are.

A good day. as long as you don't stress the little things.

All very true, cept the "evvybody who works at McDonald's is stupid" part.

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so I had to wake up at 6am, take Jon to work and meet Christian at the hospital 'cos she's pregnant with twins and was puking up blood, then I took her home and they put her on bed rest so I had to watch her 3 & 4 yr old daughters while she was getting rest 'cos Ronell had to go to an AA meeting - so I had to cook, clean, chase toddlers, and then clean up after Destiney cos she peed her pants - then they proceeded to use me as a human jungle gym and climed all over me, not to mention practically tried to kill me by putting a pillow over my face and sitting on it - then I finally get home and call Jon and I DONT have to get him (thank God), but he tells me he's on his way home and he's got company and I have roughly 5 minutes to clean - so I had to attempt an hours worth of cleaning with in 5 minutes - didnt work.... Then come to see that one of the cats pooped in the bath tub that I then had to clean up.... So far I have had to clean up puke, poop, and piss.... great day so far (can you sense the sarcasim?).... then I left to go to an interview with Catholic Social Services before I can start level 2 of my Substance Abuse Group (Tuesday) - well I drove around for 30 minutes and I still couldnt find the damn thing, so I missed my apt. but I went to my Cognitive Restructuring Group and expalined everything to Lacie and she was kool about it she rescheduled me and told me to call for better directions, but this means I have to wait til the 1st week on July to start now :(- Then Jon was hungry and made me go out to McDonalds and get him food - I ordered a crispy ranch BLT with american cheese - they gave me a plain gilled chicken sandwich with swiss cheese - WTF? That just was the topping of the cake... what kind of fucking stoners mix that shit up???? - OMG - I am having one shitty fucking day - someone shoot me.... please....

Yup, that sure is a pretty crappy day. May your tomorrows be more pleasant.

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Or maybe look at it another way... noone died. noone lost a baby. nothing really that bad happened. One the other hand... You helped someone who needed you, your were there for two little girls when they pee'd thier pants and needed someone to be there, you got proof that people like you enough to come to your house for a visit and in the end... you recieved proof that people that work at McDonalds are as stupid as people think they are.

A good day. as long as you don't stress the little things.

I like people who think like you. It's very refreshing.

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Blech!

Wanna hear something funny? I had an especially shitty day monday night/tuesday.

Lets start at the beginning...

Monday night, we went to a friends house, and I kicked some ass at poker, which was good. But when we left the apartment, we found out that our CAR HAD BEEN TOWED! They wanted $268 fucking dollars for it too! The thing that really pissed me off was that the curb wasn't painted, and there was no signage anywhere on the whole side of the lane to indicate that it was a no parking zone, but they told us that we were towed because it was a "fire lane". Fuckers. Tuesday morning, I had to call and get a ride to work while Scott called his dad to have him western union us the money, because we only have about a hundred in the bank. (at least he bailed us out, which is wonderful, my family wouldn't ever do that) Sooooo... at one, I borrow a coworkers car to go to fred meyer to collect the money, but because I'm still waiting for my birth certificate to come so that I can get an oregon ID after having my purse stolen too long ago, I couldn't pick up the money unless there was a "security question" applied. So I called scott, who called his dad, who called western union to apply the question. I walk around the store for ten minutes, go back to the counter, wait in line, and try again. Apparently, scott's dad entered the wrong "disbursement city," so again I had to call scott, who called his dad, who called western union, so I could walk around the store for ten minutes, wait in line, and FINALLY collect my money.

Then it was back to work, to schedule an appointment for five fifteen with the tow company so I could pick up my car. My coworker drove me out there, we left work early and arrived at five ten. I told him to go ahead and leave, they were bound to show up on time if not late. SO I waited...and waited... and waited... Finally I walked down the street to an auto body shop, borrowed their phone, and called the tow company. The dispatcher said that the driver had been there at five fifteen, didn't see me, and left. He was supposed to wait five to ten minutes, so even if his clock was early, he should have been there when I was. Fucking douche. She said she's send someone out again. By this time, it's about ten to six.

So I go back over to the yard, and wait, in the sun, which makes me feel nauseous, and I wait, and wait... and wait... and wait....

A guy pulls up in his silver car, asks if I'm waiting for the tow truck, then pulls out his phone and calls the dispatcher. He says "the truck won't be here for another half hour or so, but I have the keys, so I'll take care of you." Thank you finally! He was the night driver, and was waiting for them to bring him a truck anyway. He wasn't supposed to give me my car, since he wasn't on the clock yet, but if he hadn't, I would have been there a long goddamn time. As it was, I didn't get my car until almost seven pm, a wait of over an hour and a half for something that took two goddamn minutes.

I feel stupid because I parked somewhere I shouldn't have, but how was I supposed to know if it wasn't marked? The only street light was across the grassy knoll, across the street, across the median, fifty yards away. Any attempts at fighting it have only resulted in being told that "resistance will cost you more money".

Jerks.

The only nice people I dealt with throughout the whole ordeal were the auto repair guy who let me use his phone, and the night driver, who wasn't even on the clock yet.

So um... yeah, life can be frustrating at times.

At least I have my car back though.

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so I had to wake up at 6am, take Jon to work and meet Christian at the hospital 'cos she's pregnant with twins and was puking up blood, then I took her home and they put her on bed rest so I had to watch her 3 & 4 yr old daughters while she was getting rest 'cos Ronell had to go to an AA meeting - so I had to cook, clean, chase toddlers, and then clean up after Destiney cos she peed her pants - then they proceeded to use me as a human jungle gym and climed all over me, not to mention practically tried to kill me by putting a pillow over my face and sitting on it - then I finally get home and call Jon and I DONT have to get him (thank God), but he tells me he's on his way home and he's got company and I have roughly 5 minutes to clean - so I had to attempt an hours worth of cleaning with in 5 minutes - didnt work.... Then come to see that one of the cats pooped in the bath tub that I then had to clean up.... So far I have had to clean up puke, poop, and piss.... great day so far (can you sense the sarcasim?).... then I left to go to an interview with Catholic Social Services before I can start level 2 of my Substance Abuse Group (Tuesday) - well I drove around for 30 minutes and I still couldnt find the damn thing, so I missed my apt. but I went to my Cognitive Restructuring Group and expalined everything to Lacie and she was kool about it she rescheduled me and told me to call for better directions, but this means I have to wait til the 1st week on July to start now :(- Then Jon was hungry and made me go out to McDonalds and get him food - I ordered a crispy ranch BLT with american cheese - they gave me a plain gilled chicken sandwich with swiss cheese - WTF? That just was the topping of the cake... what kind of fucking stoners mix that shit up???? - OMG - I am having one shitty fucking day - someone shoot me.... please....

POOR GRRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

**offers hugs, NOT bullets!**

;)

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