Marc
Dayton, OH
Frustration, deliberation, what's the deal?
The day started out so promising with a nice, half-hour long shower, and steam and a shave. Keep in mind, I never shower before work, or right after I wake up, or etc etc. I was so proud of myself. I go to work, and I realize while dropping equipment off in Indianapolis that I grabbed a wrong part. "Well, you want to go back where you got it and exchange it?" the guy asks. No sir, I reply. That would mean travelling damn near back to Arkansas, and I don't think I'm up to that drive again. So, I continue along my merry way making stops for gas, food, and more work, where I find myself locked out of where I need to be locked in, and no one has a key, and it's in Ohio so there's cops all over the damn place and still no one has a key, and I find myself on the phone making call after call to people I don't know, making up stupid messages about how I'm locked out, and they don't care to hear them, but there I was. Luckily a maintenance guy found a key, and I found my way in just before the one lady that was supposed to meet me there finally showed up, and she tells me I'm doing it all wrong, and I tell her that I'm not, I've got specific orders and she's an idiot. I didn't actually call her an idiot, but I should've.
So, she leaves, but not before telling me that I'm still doing it wrong, and I give her my boss in Washington, DC's number and tell her to take it up with him. She has no control over me. I'm above and beyond her jurisdiction. It felt wonderful. So, then I make my way to a Gateway Country store to find out how much it is to fix my screen on my laptop. Let me take a few breaths for a few minutes ... ... ... okay, wait a bit more ... ... ... $1000! What the fuck? Holy scams, Batman, I think someone's trying to give us the old screw. And how!
At least The Simpsons are on now. I don't have to think for myself anymore. Good.
Dayton, OH
Frustration, deliberation, what's the deal?
The day started out so promising with a nice, half-hour long shower, and steam and a shave. Keep in mind, I never shower before work, or right after I wake up, or etc etc. I was so proud of myself. I go to work, and I realize while dropping equipment off in Indianapolis that I grabbed a wrong part. "Well, you want to go back where you got it and exchange it?" the guy asks. No sir, I reply. That would mean travelling damn near back to Arkansas, and I don't think I'm up to that drive again. So, I continue along my merry way making stops for gas, food, and more work, where I find myself locked out of where I need to be locked in, and no one has a key, and it's in Ohio so there's cops all over the damn place and still no one has a key, and I find myself on the phone making call after call to people I don't know, making up stupid messages about how I'm locked out, and they don't care to hear them, but there I was. Luckily a maintenance guy found a key, and I found my way in just before the one lady that was supposed to meet me there finally showed up, and she tells me I'm doing it all wrong, and I tell her that I'm not, I've got specific orders and she's an idiot. I didn't actually call her an idiot, but I should've.
So, she leaves, but not before telling me that I'm still doing it wrong, and I give her my boss in Washington, DC's number and tell her to take it up with him. She has no control over me. I'm above and beyond her jurisdiction. It felt wonderful. So, then I make my way to a Gateway Country store to find out how much it is to fix my screen on my laptop. Let me take a few breaths for a few minutes ... ... ... okay, wait a bit more ... ... ... $1000! What the fuck? Holy scams, Batman, I think someone's trying to give us the old screw. And how!
At least The Simpsons are on now. I don't have to think for myself anymore. Good.
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