furnier

Here's the thing. I'm still here, in Columbus, instead of in Rochester freezing my cute little tushy off. I have had the day from hell. I have no nerves left, they're all raw, bloody and screaming at me to mercilessly mangle the next poor soul who crosses my path.

I never even made it onto the plane. It all started because I'm a dumb fuck and didn't realise my ID had expired. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Okay. So the bitchy TSA lady sent me back to the Delta counter. THe Delta guys said if I got a new ID, they'd get me on a later flight.

So, we go to the BMV. Spend half an hour in line with my old ID and my birth certificate. Get to the counter and the very bad tempered asshole behind it says he cant help me because my ID's expired. NO SHIT! So now I have to go get a social security card, mine's been missing for like eight years, I've never needed it.

Now we go to the social security office, spend an hour and a half waiting in line and the guy at the counter says he can't issue me a copy of my card without a VALID FUCKING ID!!! OMG!!! We finally convinced him to print out the number, stamp and sign the damn thing so I could get my ID so I could come back and get a SS card.

Back to the BMV, another half hour in line. After much arguing about the SS thing, got the ID. As we're walking out the door, I look at it and the FUCKING ADDRESS IS WRONG!! So I had to get BACK in line and do it again!

So, now I go home to get my bags and call the airline and find out what flight they can put me on only to be told my tickets are not transferrable. FUCK!!!!!!!!!

Looks like I'm out 200 bucks, Kevin's gonna have a go online later and see if he can change the flight dates to sometime next month. In the meantime, I really really wanna hurt someone and get really drunk.

I am in such a bad fucking mood. Six fucking hours to get a new ID and I don't even get to go home. AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!