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pavarianEveryone has bad days, right? Days where nothing goes right? Well i think i just had a bad day that tops every other bad Monday in my life. Worst Monday Ever. And yes this is a carthartic rant. Because the whole day i've been -thisclose- to tears and stressed out, and making a gazillion phone calls over break.
So. Big BIG full-day meeting today. 8am-5pm. Through to Thursday. One of those meetings where you probably should read a gazillion documents before it just so that you are one track. Yours truly decides to wake up an hour EARLY at SIX (which is unholy and should be illegal in my book) to get to work an hour before the meeting to read up.
I drive out of my parking area, happily making my way to the gate. Then this super-wtf-are-you-doing lady bloody ACCELERATES out of her lot. straight into my car. OF ALL CARS. MY CAR. MY BRAND NEW <10,000 MILES BABY CAR. And i just fucking waxed it 2 months ago. OF ALL TIMES. THIS TIME. AND I NEVER EVER EVER LEAVE HOUSE SO FUCKING EARLY. So. Thankfully she accepts full responsibility. And was so apologetic i couldn't bring myself to curse myself hoarse in her face. Of all places, it's on the corner above my right wheel. That sweet, perfect, SOFT spot on a car's chassis that kinda crumples BEAUTIFULLY. I lose a hub cap, get plastic scraping my wheel everywhere i go. The front bumper is mildly sticking out/hanging. My light's scratched. The impact tore a hole in the windshield wiper fluid container (thank goodness not flammable). And this gorgeous crater the size of fucking basketball in the metal body. WTF. seriously. I cannot believe it. OF all days. WHY ME. WHY NOW.
But wait. It gets better. I make my way shakily out to work, and get stuck in this godsawful jam that results in my being stuck in traffic for 40 minutes. I reach work 20 minutes before said meeting. So yep. No time to prepare. Then i realise that my time of the mth just started. So yay. Hallelujah. My luck's looking just FINE.
Managed to whine to en darling. Who was sweet enough to listen and shower much needed TLC to get me started on the meeting again. *hug* thanks dear....
Got through the meeting, understood about 30% of what was happening and thus was totally useless and making a bad impression on the big guys. By the end of it i was extremely upset and pissed off and worried about how to get my car fixed, how much it will sell now that an accident is on record, whether i'd get toyota parts etc etc etc.
Mope back to office. And VOILA. OF ALL DAYS. The cleaner changed today. SMART ASS cleaned the office, AND LOCKED THE FUCKING DOOR. WITH MY KEYS INSIDE. MAJOR WIN. So yes. yours truly gets locked out of her own fucking office. I had to call my colleague on vacation and beg him to come open the door for me, which was extremely nice of him thank god.
After much convolution. I finally got myself back home. Big accident happened outside the main entrance of my apt complex. So yes. I sit through another traffic jam just to get to the gate. Tomorrow i wake up crazy early again to send car for repairs. And then i go to the audit. Late. boss said okay, but this is doing NOTHING for my image at work. ARGGGGGH.
Today fucking sucks. Seriously. Tomorrow better be the BEST DAY EVER else i'm going to throttle something.
edit: right after posting this, i went ahead and hurt my back. win. epic WIN.
So. Big BIG full-day meeting today. 8am-5pm. Through to Thursday. One of those meetings where you probably should read a gazillion documents before it just so that you are one track. Yours truly decides to wake up an hour EARLY at SIX (which is unholy and should be illegal in my book) to get to work an hour before the meeting to read up.
I drive out of my parking area, happily making my way to the gate. Then this super-wtf-are-you-doing lady bloody ACCELERATES out of her lot. straight into my car. OF ALL CARS. MY CAR. MY BRAND NEW <10,000 MILES BABY CAR. And i just fucking waxed it 2 months ago. OF ALL TIMES. THIS TIME. AND I NEVER EVER EVER LEAVE HOUSE SO FUCKING EARLY. So. Thankfully she accepts full responsibility. And was so apologetic i couldn't bring myself to curse myself hoarse in her face. Of all places, it's on the corner above my right wheel. That sweet, perfect, SOFT spot on a car's chassis that kinda crumples BEAUTIFULLY. I lose a hub cap, get plastic scraping my wheel everywhere i go. The front bumper is mildly sticking out/hanging. My light's scratched. The impact tore a hole in the windshield wiper fluid container (thank goodness not flammable). And this gorgeous crater the size of fucking basketball in the metal body. WTF. seriously. I cannot believe it. OF all days. WHY ME. WHY NOW.
But wait. It gets better. I make my way shakily out to work, and get stuck in this godsawful jam that results in my being stuck in traffic for 40 minutes. I reach work 20 minutes before said meeting. So yep. No time to prepare. Then i realise that my time of the mth just started. So yay. Hallelujah. My luck's looking just FINE.
Managed to whine to en darling. Who was sweet enough to listen and shower much needed TLC to get me started on the meeting again. *hug* thanks dear....
Got through the meeting, understood about 30% of what was happening and thus was totally useless and making a bad impression on the big guys. By the end of it i was extremely upset and pissed off and worried about how to get my car fixed, how much it will sell now that an accident is on record, whether i'd get toyota parts etc etc etc.
Mope back to office. And VOILA. OF ALL DAYS. The cleaner changed today. SMART ASS cleaned the office, AND LOCKED THE FUCKING DOOR. WITH MY KEYS INSIDE. MAJOR WIN. So yes. yours truly gets locked out of her own fucking office. I had to call my colleague on vacation and beg him to come open the door for me, which was extremely nice of him thank god.
After much convolution. I finally got myself back home. Big accident happened outside the main entrance of my apt complex. So yes. I sit through another traffic jam just to get to the gate. Tomorrow i wake up crazy early again to send car for repairs. And then i go to the audit. Late. boss said okay, but this is doing NOTHING for my image at work. ARGGGGGH.
Today fucking sucks. Seriously. Tomorrow better be the BEST DAY EVER else i'm going to throttle something.
edit: right after posting this, i went ahead and hurt my back. win. epic WIN.
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