for the complaint file
nearly out of coffee, mouthwash, my multi-vitamin, my 'SUPER!' b-complex vitamin, shirt starch, and contact solution, so i email myself at work a reminder to pick them up at the pharmacy during work or on the way home. do i? of course not. instead i go out for a martini and walk home clear across town from a subway like i don't usually take getting fully drenched, all the while on the phone with chemgirl catching up. (she's in love, aaw!) get home soaking, walking past at least three pharmacies oblivious to the fact that i need to go into one, get into warm pjs, and go about my night.
wake up this morning without any coffee or vitamins to get me going. (this will not be pleasant for anyone who comes in my way this morning.) couple that with the sad fact that i'm out of a-list boxer briefs and need to move on to b-list and that i'm out of running shorts, so i need to hand wash a pair before work. i am NOT a happy camper. grr.
and while i'm in complaint mode (i'm that guy... sad...), when the hell are the planet-save people going to get the email up and running? it's been like four days since i could access that email account. i mean, sure, you have an 'emergency' situation, bla bla bla, and i picture you tree-hugging hippies working night and day, going between bong hits and your super computer mainframe server [insert other important sounding computer speak here], but nothing. no emails for me. what about those jobs to which i've applied? nothing. how about my friends who are wondering if i'm alive or in a gutter somewhere? nope. grr, tree-hugging hippies, grr indeed. keep this up and i may conform to the masses and get a yahoo or hotmail account. i don't know which name is stupider: yahoo or hotmail.
and another thing... while i think it's great my 'super' felt the need to turn on the heat last night, he's got it set to africa in here, i about melted last night. went into front room to nuke the 'good morning!' pizza and realize that radiator is completely off, with all the heat in this place pumping through the radiator about 18 inches from my bed. lovely.
i'm going back to bed and starting this day again. i've had quite enough, and it's only 8.
wake up this morning without any coffee or vitamins to get me going. (this will not be pleasant for anyone who comes in my way this morning.) couple that with the sad fact that i'm out of a-list boxer briefs and need to move on to b-list and that i'm out of running shorts, so i need to hand wash a pair before work. i am NOT a happy camper. grr.
and while i'm in complaint mode (i'm that guy... sad...), when the hell are the planet-save people going to get the email up and running? it's been like four days since i could access that email account. i mean, sure, you have an 'emergency' situation, bla bla bla, and i picture you tree-hugging hippies working night and day, going between bong hits and your super computer mainframe server [insert other important sounding computer speak here], but nothing. no emails for me. what about those jobs to which i've applied? nothing. how about my friends who are wondering if i'm alive or in a gutter somewhere? nope. grr, tree-hugging hippies, grr indeed. keep this up and i may conform to the masses and get a yahoo or hotmail account. i don't know which name is stupider: yahoo or hotmail.
and another thing... while i think it's great my 'super' felt the need to turn on the heat last night, he's got it set to africa in here, i about melted last night. went into front room to nuke the 'good morning!' pizza and realize that radiator is completely off, with all the heat in this place pumping through the radiator about 18 inches from my bed. lovely.
i'm going back to bed and starting this day again. i've had quite enough, and it's only 8.
posted by tom at 8:00 AM
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