How My Day Behaves
February 5th, 2009
So here’s my day:
- Get up. Get dressed. It’s only Thursday, ice still not fucking gone, slip-n-slide out to car.
- Get to work 15 minutes early. Crap. Slip-n-slide across parking lot.
- Have insane emails from idiot as of the minute I log on.
- Idiot emails about meeting w/his boss, has completely, totally sold me and my department down the river
- Idiot fails to grasp the rudimentary concepts of the budget, and how it interacts with the calendar, yet again.
- I call non-idiot VP and have a meltdown re:idiot. Employees hear me having meltdown – calm and competent boss FAIL.
- Try to go to bathroom. Bathroom occupied by very smelly lady. Go to bathroom on another floor. Pee. My bracelet breaks and falls in the pee-water. Nice.
- Idiot boss emails more idiotic requests, demonstrating again that I might as well have been speaking in tongues when I explained to him how my department actually works. Wonder again if we get some type of tax credit for employing this clown.
- Need long lunch. Drive almost an hour to pharmacy to get new and improved extended-release prescription. When I get back, realize doc has mis-prescribed the dosage, changing it from 2000MG/day to 1500 MG/day. I don’t know if this is on purpose, but am not up to dealing with his labyrinthine phone system to ask. Fuck it, I will just take this dosage.
- Idiot boss starts calling from off site, leaving messages that make no sense. He understands nothing I tell him. Thanks be to baby Jesus for callerID.
- Oh shit, someone’s given him remote email access. Now he’s emailing nonsense to me. I finally have to reply “I really don’t understand what you’re talking about.” He calls and apologizes. He says he gets it now, then goes on to display that he really doesn’t get it at all. I feel guilty b/c he’s practically retarded, and I don’t think he can help it.
- I go home. Making plans to go to dinner w/Todd. Need real human interaction plz.
- I let the dogs out, for an extra amount of time b/c it’s a little warmer.
- I let the dogs in. I feed the dogs.
- I sit down to check my email and hear Jake whizzing on the rug, right next to me.
- I stand up to scream obscenities at him, and see that Chelsea has also pissed on the floor, right next to my foot.
- I am defeated and sit down on the floor and start crying, hoping the magical pee fairy will come and sort this out.
- Todd calls as I am mid-meltdown, so I get hysterical with him on the phone, then tell him that I am going to bed. I clean up pee and then kennel these evil troll dogs so they can’t shit anywhere, and take a nap.
- I wake up and realize my life is still my life, and I have to keep living it, and am too depressed to stand up.
- I stand up anyway, take the dogs outside to poop.
- I eat chocolate cake for dinner.
- My mom calls, wanting to know why I haven’t been calling. Then she makes me feel bad, then worse, then depressed again, then she makes me cry, then tells me she loves me and hangs up. Nice.
- I play Super Mario Bros 3. I defeat Giant World.
- I play Wii tennis. I beat the other team multiple times. I lower my Wii fit age to 32.
- I decide it’s time to go to bed. I let dogs out, make sure they all pee outside.
- I bring dogs in, start to feed them all treats for being good doggies who pee outside.
- Bruiser runs across the rug to get her treat, her back leg slides out from under her and then she has a seizure.
- I hold her until it stops, wondering if this was the last day I got to spend with her and I just didn’t know it.
- I cuddle her more while she’s shaking, and I pretty much wish I could punch the whole world in the gonads right now.
- It finally stops, and she is all better and eats treats too. I get another day.
- Now I am going to take a shower and go to bed.
Tomorrow I get to do it all again.
Filed under: personal ramblings | Comments (2)2 Responses to “How My Day Behaves”
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Heidi on
February 7, 2009 6:36 am
*hugs* That must have been really scary! :-( -
JeniPANTS on
February 7, 2009 1:06 pm
*huge hugs* :(
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