stupid *%$#@&.....

today i worked on being calm. not getting all pissed off at the hordes of moronic people that i encounter. it was going pretty gosh darn good. i even began to exercise! i got one round on the treadmill complete and ran upstairs to throw the clothes from the washer into the dryer. i realized that i had left my card in the machine but was relieved to see it was still there. i hauled the clothes to the dryer and stuck my card in. ERR. what? stuck it in again. ERR. wtf? seriously...chris just put money on it this morning. ERR. perhaps leaving in the machine fucked it up. or perhaps the person who started their laundry after switched cards - the one i have now doesn't look like our old one...but i could be wrong. i'm going with the latter version of events since i'm cynical and would rather blame someone else for having an entire basket full of wet clothes and absolutely no place to hang them that isn't covered in cat hair.

p.s. i asked two people that i encountered in the hallway if i could borrow their card for a load and give them money tomorrow. they said that don't use the machines here. bullshit. so i suppose it's just me. oh - and that lady who decides to do eight hundred loads of laundry in one night. or the lady who finds it necessary to take one item (i shit you not..including one sock) shake it out - walk it over the dryer and put it in. she repeats this process for every single article in her washer - not caring that you're standing there waiting for the machine....

if only....

i could say this to some people.......

yet another rant....

that whole theory of natural selection is completely bogus. technology and lawsuits have prevented nature from taking it's course. instead of dying off stupid people are breading en masse - creating more stupid people.


don't believe me? sit with me at my job for a day. sit with kari at her job for a day. stupid people are everywhere and something really needs to be done about it before i completely lose my mind. i've never had much patience and now i'm bordering on having none. hiding that look of disgust is getting harder and harder with each passing day.

Issue Resolved. Sort of.....

i got home to find another e-mail from itunes. i think i forgot the mention that this whole time they weren't even sending the e-mails to me. they were sending them to 'girl-with-same-name-as-me-minus-that-first-initial(at)gmail.com! luckily this girl was able to see the mistake and was kind enough to foward them to me! (she's now thinking about boycotting iTunes as well...)

anyhow - the latest e-mail said that i was not charged and they were sorry they could not help me. i checked my bank account and low and behold the charges had disapeared. so who knows what the fuck happened - but it's over. i'm still rather upset with iTunes and probably won't use them for awhile. perhaps when their tech support decides to get an actual phone number. perhaps when they decide to grow brains. perhaps.....

i have the angry marge picture above because i'm still rather upset with automated answering services in general. they suck.

iCrap update

wow. i kind of hate iTunes right now.


i tried to do it their way - solve the problem via e-mail. the only problem was that it wouldn't let me send the e-mail without an order number and hello - you didn't give me an order number you crap heads. instead you charged me for a cd 3x and put no record of the purchase attempt in my purchase history so.....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! i then proceeded to call Apple tech support - just for the sake of getting a human being. i tried not to be angry on the phone as it wasn't this poor woman's fault. i did a good job considering she kept me on the phone - most of it on hold - for 40 fucking minutes! then i got transferred to some guy in India who asked me what problem i was having with my iPhone! iPhone!?!?! so - i explained the situation again and he told me just to put 'na' in the order number space. gee - thank you! it only wasted 40 minutes of my day....


so - i sent the e-mail to them (explaing everything and why i didn't have an order number) only to come home and find an e-mail in my mailbox from iTunes saying that they would love to help me with my problem but that i forgot to include my order number and that for them to proceed they would need that. WTF?


i wrote back AGAIN and stated about 3 times why i did not have an order number. how many times does it take for them to understand this?? evidently a lot as when i came home they said that they showed no record of my purchase. that i should contact my bank about these charges. that perhaps the charge needed to be authorized before i would get my purhase. WHAT?


for crap's sake iTunes - you fucking charged me 3x for a CD that i did not recieve. i'm sorry that it didn't show up in my purchase history but it clearly showed up on my bank account. i highly doubt that my bank is going to deauthorize it - especially considering it's TCF and they also suck. perhaps iTunes should actually get an actual phone number.


ugh. i'm p-i-s-s-e-d off.....just in case you missed that part.

suckity suck suck suck.....

that's right. suckity fuck sucking suck.

i was trying to be a sweetheart and purchase a cd via itunes for chris's easter basket. i've never ever had a problem doing this before. this time though - the cd didn't download. i tried again. nothing. i tried again (3rd times a charm, right?). notta. the cd did not download. it was not there. but when i checked my bank account itunes had kindly charged me for it 3 times!

how to fix this?! try to fix a mistake like this with itunes and see how far you get. not only are you pissed that you have $30 bucks missing from your account (and when you poor it's a big deal) but you realize there is no phone number for tech support! all itunes support is done online. bullshit. there was nothing there to help me. i called the sales support number and finally got a human being. he told me that he showed no purches on my account. i told him that i realize that but it doesn't change the fact that i was charged by itunes 3 times! he told me he would e-mail the problem to itunes and hopefully i would get an answer in about 24 hours.

gee. thanks! that is was so convienent! so easy! so considerate! in the meantime i'm out 30 fucking bucks and have no cd to give chris. and exactly what am i supposed to do, if in 24 hours, no one fucking contacts me?

itunes technical support - you suck. you suck BIG TIME. piss on you.

crap it

i'm crabby. again.

i really don't know what is wrong with me. i'm exercising. my visitor has left. things with chris are fantastic. things with my family and friends are great. but for some reason i am just craptastically crabby.

perhaps if i get off my chest things that have been bothering me it will help. so.....

i got to stick labels on and stuff 500 envelopes. tomorrow i get to sticks labels on and stuff 700 more. that sucks. and spare me the 'some people have it worse - you should be thankful' speech. we've all been in the crabby place and we all know how fucking annoying it is to here it. if i had a job cleaning toilets then that would suck too and i'd probably bitch about it. but for the time being i'm wasting my brain power on sticking and stuffing envelopes. i am so glad i went to college for this. i'm so glad that they required me to have at least 3 years experience for this job. i mean really - what would i have done had a i not gone to college!? i would have never been able to stuff an envelope or write happy birthday (they teach you how to do that when you're a sophmore in college btw).

people who feel the need to speed everywhere they go piss me off. drive the god forsaken speed limit. not only are you putting your life in danger but you're also putting my life in danger. i could care less if you're late for your job - get up earlier and slow down!

people who use up a handicapped parking spot due to their weight problems should not be eating fast food and Mt. Dew every single day for lunch. i understand that weight is a tough issue for a lot of people out there and that sometimes it's not all your fault - but must you stuff your mouth with BK and pop daily? eat a salad and take the stairs.

perhaps someone who runs this place (the apartment complex i live in) should be concerned about the fact that whenever the washing machines are going on the 2nd floor they vibrate objects in my apartment (which is not directly below it). i can't see how that's good for the foundation not to mention the fact that it's annoying.

people coming in to take an English Comprehension Exam should not even have to ask me if the test involves reading and writing IN ENGLISH. dear god.

hmph. i don't really feel that much better. in fact my shoulders tensed up while typing that and they hurt. a lot. sigh...

alright - i'm going to go finish the movie chris and i are watching. hope you're all having a better day than i am. hopefully my mood improves. to talk to me you wouldn't even really notice the crabbiness but it's just there - inside. :(

and with that....

...last post i promise to not blog about my period again (or for a long while at least).

moving on...

today was a rather crabby day and i'm not sure why. it just was. perhaps it was related to...wait...sorry...not talking about that. but it might have been. every little thing just seemed to piss me off more than it should - more than i should have let it. frustrating.

when i got to work my computer took f-o-r-e-v-e-r (seriously...forever) to start up. then it wouldn't let me log in! i tried and tried and tried - nothing. i finally had to call the IT department so they could let me change my password. that computer manages to piss me off pretty much every morning. it's 2008 - perhaps my place of employment should invest in computers that are not older than myself and have a faster server.....

after that it was just more minor things. like getting frustrated again at the fact that i'm educated and work a job that does not require any education. i long for a job that has an actual job description. one that has actual duties (aside from stamping endless streams of paper or writing 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUE!' until my head wants to explode). i want a job that pays more. and i know the answer to that - get another job! and i want to - but....well...i have reasons for wanting to keep this job awhile longer (reasons i will explain at a later date). so yeah - for the time being i'm stuck. and it makes me crabby.

there is a division within the company (which i think i've probably mentioned) and it's driving me nuts. i'm tired of keeping tabs on who comes in on what business and how angry they were that i couldn't help them. and why am i keeping tabs? i know the reports have been used in at least one meeting but nothing was done. it's just one more 'let's look busy even though the task is absolutely meaningless' thing to do. and no one tells me squat. there is a man that moved his office into our building over a month ago - did he ever come down to inform me of this? no. have i ever seen him? no. gee - i'm just the receptionist - please don't tell me anything - why on earth would i want to know! people have meetings and don't tell me that 20 people might be walking in wanting to know where it is. people go on vacation and think i'll just know - do i give off a psychic vibe? in short - people piss me off.

i know i'm not the only one - check out my friend kari's blog. she puts it better than i do. her latest blog made me cringe. people are - for the most part - stupid (except for myself and my friends - kari and i only associate with the educated). i was watching 'ellen' the other day - during Mardi Gras and her DJ was there interviewing people. so - the dj is in new orleans and asks a girl what state new orleans is in. she didn't know. ARE YOU F*CKING CRAPPING ME - you really don't know what state you're in?? and somehow it's always these people that tend to reproduce the most. it scares me.

ugh. i'm going to go eat some dinner. at least i did a really good workout tonight and that made me feel better......

oh - and you may have noticed (or not - maybe you mute it right away) my change in music. i find this selection good when you need to blow off steam. so turn it up! :)

because i deserve it - that's why!

days like today are days when i have major penis envy. today is a day when i'm positive that god is not of the female gender. today is a day when i'd rather be in labor - at least afterwards i'd have something to show for my pain and suffering. today i got my period. it sucked. a lot. a ton.

if you don't care to hear blunt blabber about 'that time of the month' then i suggest you go read someone else's blog. now. go!

still here?

alright then. so yes - periods suck ass. i understand their purpose - great. fine. whatever. there is a part of me (though it shrinks to the size of a pinhead this time of the month) that appreciates the whole process. that being said.....

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH(breathe)HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

today sucked. i feel like i should be used to this by now. they've always been this bad. they've always been this long (six days in case you were wondering. SIX. that's right. six. six days of hell.). i'll never get used to it though. and while some (perhaps one in 40) are better than others - today was not one of those days.

my hips hurt. my back hurt. my thighs hurt. my stomach hurt - and was also incredibly sick at the same time. my whole upper body felt like it was going numb. i was light headed. i kind of sort of wanted to rip out my insides. or die. or eat a shitload of ice cream. and i did. chris got me not one but two pints of Maggie Moo's ice-cream.

that's right. the weight loss challange ends in 2 weeks and i have 2 pints of ice-cream in my fridge. screw weight watchers. screw the male gender*. please - men get the sniffles and it's all 'oh god i'm gonna die!' ha! come back and talk to me after you feel like someone has taken out your insides - mashed and beaten them to a bloody pile, rolled them out and started to twist them until they dry - oh and don't forget the 50 knives that are getting stabbed into them the whole entire time that's going on. then you come back and talk to me about pain. you bleed for a week and then come and whine to me. and that goes to you women out there. you know who i'm talking about. the ones with the 3 day periods. the ones who've never experienced an actual cramp in your life. but don't be too mad - i don't really hate you. the opposite in fact. i'm so jealous of you - but at this moment i choose to hate you - yes.

i mean honestly. i've been going through this since i was in junior high! and i'll continue to go through it. then i'll get to push a 5 to 10 pound human being out! what i ask you - do the men have to go through? their voices change. they might get excited at awkward moments. big deal. and to top it off - they can pee wherever they want! pisha.

ugh. 3 midol and 4 advil later i feel slightly normal - if not slightly high from the over medication. i'm going to go eat some ice cream.

sorry if i scared anyone. not all my posts are like this. and i'm sorry if this was too blunt for you mother :) but i know you know where i'm coming from. ugh. ugh. ugh. ugh......

*minus chris. he has been so kind. so thoughtful. so incredibly patient. thank you sweetheart!

Bone Broke

as you may have gathered from the previous post i am not in the best of moods. i'm extremely frustrated.

frustrated because....

- i did what i was supposed to, right? i went to college. i earned a degree. i got a full time job with benefits. but after all my bills are payed each month i have basically nothing left over for food or gas.

- i haven't been able to help chris out with the rent. it makes me feel awful. i feel like a huge mooch.

- banks charge me $68.00 dollars for a measly $10.00 'oops adventure' into the negative.

- i just realized that i pay almost a hundred dollars in interest per car payment. wtf??

- i have to start a 401k and an IRA - but with what exactly i'm not sure....

- my paychecks are basically gone the day i get them.

- my mouth is falling apart and insurance will only cover half the costs. granted it's half and i'm thankful but i cannot afford the other half.

- my phone is dying. i need a new one. too bad my money tree died.

it's just so damn irritating. and the whole crap of it is is that i was just coming to terms with it. fine. i'll have debt. at least i'm happy. i have a great family and friends and with them i'll never end up homeless. but this whole taking almost seventy fucking dollars out of my account just pushed me over. i needed that to pay bills. needed it.

i have a car payment each month. i have insurance on that car. i have my own insurance. i have a credit card payment (which i had to get in the first place becuase i couldn't afford to pay my car insurance while i was looking for a job). i have a computer payment. and yes - after this i have about $30 left over. $30 to buy gas, groceries, and oh yeah - start that 401K and IRA with. seriously....

how the crap am i ever going to be able to afford a house. a wedding. a baby. - hell - food. gas.

i need to make more money. i need to look for a job that pays more money. but oh yeah - can't fit into the my interview clothes yet! and oh yeah - can't buy more interviews clothes that fit becuase i'm fucking broke.

piss it.

Another Reason....

...why banks continue to suck ass.....



i understand i went negative in my checking account. i also understand that i deposited money to cover it that same day. must you still charge me a $68.00 service fee??



oh yes - that's right. you must because you suck.



the other reason banks suck.

Please just #@&% off......

i'm very crabby at the present moment and hope that by blogging about it i'll calm down before company arrives.....

like most people i have a check book. unlike most people my checks only have my name and under that it says 'DO NOT ACCEPT WITHOUT PHOTO I.D.'

great idea, right? most people never notice it. in fact - i've had people ask me what it means - excuse me? what? sigh.....

tonight i used my check to make a car payment. i wrote down my account number and pulled up to the drive-thru. i placed my check in the carrier and sent it away. the carrier came back with nothing in it. i asked for my reciept. the condescending prick of a teller told me i needed to show my photo ID. wow - someone noticed! unfortunately his attitude pissed me off and even though i had my photo ID i told him he did not need it.....

why you ask?

last month i had chris make my car payment for me. i gave him my check and wrote the account number on it just like today. he went to the bank and got static from the teller. he asked for the manager and he said 'it's just fine - we'll take it' and proceeded to tell the teller the same. i wasn't upset about this. it was a check with my name making a payment into an account that also bore my name. problem? no. not like he was trying to make a withdrawl or get cash back.

so i explained this to the teller and asked for his manager. his manager wouldn't take it! now i know you're probably all thinking - and with good reason - that he was just following my written orders. but it was just irritating. i wasn't trying to get money. i was making a payment for christ's sake! the check and account names matched!

so i'm just plain pissed. pissed that they would take my check from my boyfriend but not me! does that make sense? i'm also pissed becuase i've made my car payment this way - w/out photo ID for as long as i've had my car and it's never been an issue!

in the end i'll make my payment tomorrow. argh. me and my temper. i'm turning into my dad more and more every day......

i don't expect anyone to agree with me here - i over reacted but i was running late and just plain pissed at the guys attitude and at their managements wishy washy policy enforcement.

so piss off wells fargo.

Pardon my French (Part Deux)

i don't want to start ranting so i'll keep it short.

the 'pardon my french' blog was directed at some asshole who was soooooooo offended by our (my workplace's) greeter's (an absolute doll of a elderly lady i'll call dolly - everyone loves her!) Indian Princess costume that he had the hire-ups call down to complain and make her take it off. then they had to send up some sap ass to make sure she had actually done it.

puhlease!

people like this royally piss me off! it's fucking Halloween you too-sensitive-overly-politically-correct warthog! Lighten up or stay home and lock the door!

i told dolly she should give her costume to me and i'd wear it. and if anyone said anything i'd tell them to kiss my ass becuase i am indian - bitch!

is it just me or has this shit gone too far?

i could go on and on and on and on about 'holiday trees' and so and so forth but i can feel the adrenaline starting to rush and i best stop. this shit just really really pisses me off - if you couldn't tell already....

what are your thoughts?