morning storms

The power went out while I was in the shower this morning, which is perhaps one of the worst times for it to go on the blink. At least it didn't last too long. The thunder is rolling and cracking loudly this morning, and there's some steaday, soaking raining coming down. Everything is colored in shades of faded green and grey that make me think of Meier.

car insurance

I went to work without my cell phone or cigarettes, and hence I'm about to just lose my temper with the universe because I want both of those things right now. On the upside, I was able to use my supervisor's phone to call my insurance company. Let us hope the damage to my windshield is repairable because I can't afford to replace the entire windshield right now thank you very much.

If you're playing along at home, something the size of my fist struck my windshield in the pouring rain while driving on 183 this morning. The sound was incredibly loud, and I am surprised I didn't let go of the wheel. The damage doesn't look too bad from an objective standpoint but of course I am freaking out because it's my car. The sound scared the hell out of me, and made my hands all shaky.

think before you speak

"I know how y'all are there, I know you don't really care."
-angry parent upset that I was not taking a report

This is something I hear on a weekly basis. You don't care. Bullshit. If all our calls were not recorded and it wasn't unprofessional, I would go off on these people. Right. I don't care. I have this job because it pays so much money and it's so easy and I don't have to care. I listen to horror stories about abuse and sobbing and screaming and threats eight hours every day five days a week because I don't care. I take between twelve and eighteen calls every day. We'll say I take an average of seventy five calls in each work week. I listen to seventy five different stories and different pleas every week because I don't care. Right.

What the fuck ever.

This day is fired. My car is injured, I have cramps, and I have no cigarettes or lunch and this is all fucking bullshit.

pictures!

My horrible no good day was made much better when I checked the mail, and when Tyler offered to do the grocery shopping. I'm going to flop on the sofa, and admire pictures of the lighthouse in Portsmouth Harbor New Hampshire, an EXTREME close up of a guinea pig named Clover, and a slew of lovely cards from England including a fabulous view of the H.M.S. Victory in Portsmouth England. How funny, two Portsmoughs in one day.

Thanks y'all. Much happiness.