Funky Yellow Dog Shit I Need a Fix
SO....today was just a shitty day from the get go.
For starters, last night when Nigel and I were leaving Wal-Mart, my clutch starts making this god awful sound...sounds like metal scraping really bad. I've known for a while that I needed my clutch replaced...but I've been putting it off as long as possible...well...it definitely caught up with me.
Then this morning I did NOT want to wake up. I had my alarm set for 5:45 so that I could take a shower...alarm goes off at 5:45 and I'm like uh no...fuck that and set the alarm for 6:10. It goes off at said time and yet again, I'm like fuck that and I set it for 6:20. I finally get up this time and get ready and head off to work. I'm early, as usual, but the doors are locked (which they normally aren't at that time) so I have to wait for Al (night attendant) to come get the door for me which takes like 3-5 minutes...then he runs off to do something else and doesn't let me in the office...which takes another 3-5 minutes for him to realized he forgot to let me in. Then I get to the front and the printer and credit card machine printer are out of ink...printer, not such a big deal...Sabrina could get another cartridge at Office Depot (which she did eventually)...credit card printer, not good. It takes a day for that to come in. What's CRAPPY about that is when the user notices it needs more ink, they're supposed to call the place to get the refill and she DIDN'T...so we had to do this fucked up thing to let people be able to use their credit cards that consisted of writing it on some random piece of paper and getting the guest to sign it....very ghetto...so I had to go all day taking forever on credit card transactions so of course I get backed up randomly all day. ALSO, said girl that didn't report the ink ALSO didn't restock all the towels in the back of the office...so I had to close the lobby and take like ten minutes to get MORE towels which is gay...it's not my job to stock them in the morning, it's my job to stock them before I leave. ALSO said girl didn't restock the toilet paper....GAH...she sucks. On top of all that, random crap just went bad...and it was very annoying...
So when I get home I tell my dad that my clutch canNOT last another day of driving so we take it to the shop and they're just gonna add that to the money I owe them...which is like 4 thousand bucks...so what's 300-400 more...bleh.
THEN a little while ago when I get back from bringing Nigel his boots at work, as SOON as I walk in the door, my mom goes you can't move out, you owe us too much money and if you move out we'll never see ANY of it...wtf mate? I told her I'll give her 100 a month and she's like you could be giving us the 200 you owe for rent a month to us and I'm like well mom, you'd be spending a lot more than 100 on me a month if I was living here, so if I'm GONE, you'll be getting 100 extra from me without spending anything ELSE on me...and she's stupid and wouldn't listen, so I'll beat some sense into her later...
SO yeah I started writing this before I left to bring my love his boots, and in this conclusion I was gonna say even though the events that happened in my day were shitty and very annoying, I still feel good....but not anymore after that shit my mom said as SOON as I walked in the door.
Thank you and good night.
Blue
For starters, last night when Nigel and I were leaving Wal-Mart, my clutch starts making this god awful sound...sounds like metal scraping really bad. I've known for a while that I needed my clutch replaced...but I've been putting it off as long as possible...well...it definitely caught up with me.
Then this morning I did NOT want to wake up. I had my alarm set for 5:45 so that I could take a shower...alarm goes off at 5:45 and I'm like uh no...fuck that and set the alarm for 6:10. It goes off at said time and yet again, I'm like fuck that and I set it for 6:20. I finally get up this time and get ready and head off to work. I'm early, as usual, but the doors are locked (which they normally aren't at that time) so I have to wait for Al (night attendant) to come get the door for me which takes like 3-5 minutes...then he runs off to do something else and doesn't let me in the office...which takes another 3-5 minutes for him to realized he forgot to let me in. Then I get to the front and the printer and credit card machine printer are out of ink...printer, not such a big deal...Sabrina could get another cartridge at Office Depot (which she did eventually)...credit card printer, not good. It takes a day for that to come in. What's CRAPPY about that is when the user notices it needs more ink, they're supposed to call the place to get the refill and she DIDN'T...so we had to do this fucked up thing to let people be able to use their credit cards that consisted of writing it on some random piece of paper and getting the guest to sign it....very ghetto...so I had to go all day taking forever on credit card transactions so of course I get backed up randomly all day. ALSO, said girl that didn't report the ink ALSO didn't restock all the towels in the back of the office...so I had to close the lobby and take like ten minutes to get MORE towels which is gay...it's not my job to stock them in the morning, it's my job to stock them before I leave. ALSO said girl didn't restock the toilet paper....GAH...she sucks. On top of all that, random crap just went bad...and it was very annoying...
So when I get home I tell my dad that my clutch canNOT last another day of driving so we take it to the shop and they're just gonna add that to the money I owe them...which is like 4 thousand bucks...so what's 300-400 more...bleh.
THEN a little while ago when I get back from bringing Nigel his boots at work, as SOON as I walk in the door, my mom goes you can't move out, you owe us too much money and if you move out we'll never see ANY of it...wtf mate? I told her I'll give her 100 a month and she's like you could be giving us the 200 you owe for rent a month to us and I'm like well mom, you'd be spending a lot more than 100 on me a month if I was living here, so if I'm GONE, you'll be getting 100 extra from me without spending anything ELSE on me...and she's stupid and wouldn't listen, so I'll beat some sense into her later...
SO yeah I started writing this before I left to bring my love his boots, and in this conclusion I was gonna say even though the events that happened in my day were shitty and very annoying, I still feel good....but not anymore after that shit my mom said as SOON as I walked in the door.
Thank you and good night.
Blue