Startnig last night, with a bad call at work, my day(s) has gotten bad enough for me to start wondering what major deity I pissed off to make my life a living breathing hell.
The call wasn't THAt bad - but was unsolvable. Customer got mad at me, eylled at me, screamed at me, and as usual...I couldn't fix his problem - I sent it to our Line Vendor, cause they're the only ones who could do anything. From that point on, things just got BAD. Two more calls where I couldn't fix anything, two more calls where I couldn't fix anything didn't help things.
I left work and got on the bus to go home and see Emily when I was accosted by a man who would not leave me alone. He said he was a hitman and that he enjoyed eating human flash. He kept showing off his compass watch and asking me to wear his gloves. About halfway through the ride, he told me I needed to get right with Jesus because queers don't go to heaven. I was about to get off the bus when he moved on to harass the bus driver. I made the mistake of staying on, because he came back demanding that I let him hold my bag and my phone, but it was okay because he was with the Screen Actors Guild. His SAG card was a CostCo card. I pulled on the cord so I could get off the bus at one of the fereway stops, but the bus ended up going all the way to the Park and Ride befoer letting me go. Thankfully he didn't get off there either.
I got in my truck and just sat kinda stunned for a bit, but began the ride home. Everything there was fine till I made the final turn tow my apartment. Suddenly the battery light on the truck went on, I lose power steering and brakes, and the lights began to dim noticably. I managed to get into my parking stall and opened the hood. The Serpentine Belt came off the engine. This made for a bad bad day...I watched a fwe episodes of Dr. Who with Emily (who I'm quickly turning onto the series) and went to bed.
When I woke up, Emily took me into work, and on our way in, we fuond the errant serpentine belt on the road. It looked fine so we picked it back up, we'll try to reinstall it tonight. I got into work and was promptly greeted by three slaps on the wrists for tickets that I'd messed up from the night before and another where I was scolded by another tech because I'm not psychic.
I actually yelled at another coworker who was annoying me, and have warded off people who want to talk to me - I'm not in the mood. Especially now as Emily may have found the cause of why the belt slipped off - one of the flywheels looks out of alignement.
Oi...can't I have ONE paycheck without a crisis?
The call wasn't THAt bad - but was unsolvable. Customer got mad at me, eylled at me, screamed at me, and as usual...I couldn't fix his problem - I sent it to our Line Vendor, cause they're the only ones who could do anything. From that point on, things just got BAD. Two more calls where I couldn't fix anything, two more calls where I couldn't fix anything didn't help things.
I left work and got on the bus to go home and see Emily when I was accosted by a man who would not leave me alone. He said he was a hitman and that he enjoyed eating human flash. He kept showing off his compass watch and asking me to wear his gloves. About halfway through the ride, he told me I needed to get right with Jesus because queers don't go to heaven. I was about to get off the bus when he moved on to harass the bus driver. I made the mistake of staying on, because he came back demanding that I let him hold my bag and my phone, but it was okay because he was with the Screen Actors Guild. His SAG card was a CostCo card. I pulled on the cord so I could get off the bus at one of the fereway stops, but the bus ended up going all the way to the Park and Ride befoer letting me go. Thankfully he didn't get off there either.
I got in my truck and just sat kinda stunned for a bit, but began the ride home. Everything there was fine till I made the final turn tow my apartment. Suddenly the battery light on the truck went on, I lose power steering and brakes, and the lights began to dim noticably. I managed to get into my parking stall and opened the hood. The Serpentine Belt came off the engine. This made for a bad bad day...I watched a fwe episodes of Dr. Who with Emily (who I'm quickly turning onto the series) and went to bed.
When I woke up, Emily took me into work, and on our way in, we fuond the errant serpentine belt on the road. It looked fine so we picked it back up, we'll try to reinstall it tonight. I got into work and was promptly greeted by three slaps on the wrists for tickets that I'd messed up from the night before and another where I was scolded by another tech because I'm not psychic.
I actually yelled at another coworker who was annoying me, and have warded off people who want to talk to me - I'm not in the mood. Especially now as Emily may have found the cause of why the belt slipped off - one of the flywheels looks out of alignement.
Oi...can't I have ONE paycheck without a crisis?