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Thursday Apr 07, 2005

Apr 7, 2005
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The past few days have been shit, utter shit.

It started like everything else in my life does: at work. I made a slight change to something that didn't affect anything but what I was doing. The resident ultra-nerd took offense and issued off a set of the most condescending and unprofessional emails I've ever seen. I replied with what I felt was a temperate and reasonable response. He came back with bluster and condescension. Then, I had to file a formal HR complaint because I was sick of him always doing this. That was trying because he's senior staff.

While stressed out about that and starting to have paranoid delusions, I got into a knockdown-dragout with the girlfriend.

Then I didn't sleep for a couple days, and I've been eating for shit. This morning, low on gas, I tried to stop at the service station, but the first four I went to were out of service (due to a power outage, I found out later). The one that was fully-operational had gas at the bargain price of $2.60 a gallon. Then came waiting around to talk to the HR rep. Then I came home only to find that my computer had apparently shat its hard drive.

I think I've about got it all sorted now.

Oh, and I was so stressed that I forgot to take an orange out of my desk. It took me an hour to figure out why on earth my office smelled like rotten orange.
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
supremepizzaman:
Haha. Yea, those oranges earn your trust, then stab you in the back.
Apr 7, 2005
desdenova:
1) Thank you. I knew there had to be something.
2) As far as I'm concerned Krispy Kreme is nothing, period.
3)Oh come on! It's a cultural mecca! If meth and cousin fucking a mecca makes.
Apr 8, 2005

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