Envision that puppet on Sesame Street that always played Yankee Doodle on the piano, would make a mistake, then start slamming his head on the keys. That's how I feel today. I had started my post with, 'I'm a little cranky this morning'. I was almost done writing when this bitch of a computer decided it needed to restart and I lost the whole thing. Now I'm pissed. I don't feel like re-writing it so here is the Cliff's Notes version:
- I only got 3 days of vacation; my cohort friends got an entire month
- I work 24 / 7; they work 20 hours a week
- I had 12 residents back early living in the residence hall
- I had to move them into spare apartment bedrooms because...
- They are shutting the heat off to the residence hall
- Everyone had to vacate, myself included
- I was missing all the keys I needed to do this
- This screws up the entire move-in process for next weekend
- It will be chaos in a 3 ring circus
- I should hire clowns and sheep to run around campus
- I requested space heaters so I could continue working / living there
- They are using gas powered heaters that will fill the place with lethal levels of carbon monoxide and no one can enter the building all week
- I had a great deal of work to complete next week inside the building
- My office is inside the building
- They are giving me no accommodation or financial assistance toward food
- They don't seem to grasp the concept that this place is my 'home'
- This really chaps my ass!
- My boss expects me to fend for myself and show up every day next week full-time
- Technically I'm part-time but I already work 24 / 7 as it is
- I have no money
- I didn't realize my car registration and 6 months of insurance are due today
- My credit card payment is due today (no luxury option of not paying)
- Even with today's joke of a paycheck I don't have enough
- I also need gas in my car
- I will need more gas in my car now that I have to commute for a week
- I won't get paid for another 2 weeks
- No really, I don't have ANY money
- This blows big fat goats
- It's not a cry for sympathy
- I think the line 'it could be worse' is condescending
You are welcome to my mounds of empties piling up in the garage.. "Five Cents for Every Can"!!! OMG Who knew that line would actually be useful one day.. Do you remember? Cataract Joe.. I was the preppy beggar, haha.
Really though, I am sure I can spare a few bucks if you would be comfortable in borrowing :) Even if you don't need it, it is nice to know that it is there.
I think what you may want to do is just fuckin scream at the top of your lungs or yell something and hold the last sound in the word for as long as you can. those two things can get rid of some of the stress and anger. When things get you down or you think your life sucks. Try to think of people who have it worse. For example the homeless, people in wheel chairs with out legs, the blind, the deaf, mothers with 3 or 4 badass kids who they yell at all day for not doing anything wrong. But mostly Find something fun to do to forget about it. Sorry that you arn't doing to well right now. I admit there isn't anything I can do to make things better for ya. But I'm sure things will get better.
OK, i will not say "it could be worse". Oh, but i just did. I won't say it twice then, how's that?
Well, that sucks. All of it. Hope you saw the sunshine today, though?
To make you feel better, we dug out and last night Walt washed a big huge comforter for you. It was too warm for us... it's inside a nice soft velvet cover. Yummy warm. There will be a heater. I made sure the blinds all work. We can go on a grocery run Sunday night, if you want...