Desperatly trying to reign in frustration

Today I'm at BC. I woke up at 5am, drove for an an hour, got here at 6:55 ready to start work...and waited. NO ONE WAS HERE. So I sat on the front porch and waited. And waited. And waited. At 7:30 one of the golf shop guys showed up, then two seconds later another golf shop guy pulls up in a car from below. Apparently the garage was open, however I never go down there, particularly not today because 1) I had been told that Matt (the guy who opens the club) was already in ahead of me and 2) there weren't any other cars in the parking lot where I know the Shop guys park. I had zero reason to go exploring. So now because they didn't unlock the side door like they said they would the LAST time this happened, I'm 30 minutes late clocking in and working. Asshats.

Then when I got to my office I saw that the Sales guy totally fucked up my desk. The monitor, phone, etc were all out of whack PLUS me moved my CPU which caused it to become unplugged. The man is a genius. I HATE IT when people fuck with my stuff. Yes I'm only here 15 hours a week, but still. MINE!!!

I'm still super sick. It's 74 degrees in the office yet it feels like 90. I was going to work till noon, but I think due to the fact that I'm technically late, have little work to do, feel like shit (and you know I do since I'm swearing) I'm going to leave asap.

I spent way too much money at Wal-Mart yesterday. I shelled out $200, and only about $40 wasn't directly related to D*C. I did get an oil change so there's $50. New sheets for the new air matt $20 (Egyptian cotton! yay!). $15 for a new sewing room fan (yes it's D*C related!). The rest is all food/drinks/cake supplies. Hoi!

Don't you hate it when you feel like you have to sneeze so you grab a tissue then take a deep breath, but the tissue gets sucked into your mouth so you have to try and hold in your sneeze so you don't throw globs of snot everywhere and you end up biting your tongue in the process yet STILL get flecks of ick on your hands? Yeah, I totally hate that.

I didn't get any sewing done yesterday as I had hoped. So now instead of having all weekend for Telma's apron I have Sunday only. *grumbles* I also had to ditch the pattern I was working on because the scale wasn't right.

I need to shut up and work so I can get the hell out of here. I feel very sorry for whoever pisses me off today.

Desperatly trying to reign in frustration

Today I'm at BC. I woke up at 5am, drove for an an hour, got here at 6:55 ready to start work...and waited. NO ONE WAS HERE. So I sat on the front porch and waited. And waited. And waited. At 7:30 one of the golf shop guys showed up, then two seconds later another golf shop guy pulls up in a car from below. Apparently the garage was open, however I never go down there, particularly not today because 1) I had been told that Matt (the guy who opens the club) was already in ahead of me and 2) there weren't any other cars in the parking lot where I know the Shop guys park. I had zero reason to go exploring. So now because they didn't unlock the side door like they said they would the LAST time this happened, I'm 30 minutes late clocking in and working. Asshats.

Then when I got to my office I saw that the Sales guy totally fucked up my desk. The monitor, phone, etc were all out of whack PLUS me moved my CPU which caused it to become unplugged. The man is a genius. I HATE IT when people fuck with my stuff. Yes I'm only here 15 hours a week, but still. MINE!!!

I'm still super sick. It's 74 degrees in the office yet it feels like 90. I was going to work till noon, but I think due to the fact that I'm technically late, have little work to do, feel like shit (and you know I do since I'm swearing) I'm going to leave asap.

I spent way too much money at Wal-Mart yesterday. I shelled out $200, and only about $40 wasn't directly related to D*C. I did get an oil change so there's $50. New sheets for the new air matt $20 (Egyptian cotton! yay!). $15 for a new sewing room fan (yes it's D*C related!). The rest is all food/drinks/cake supplies. Hoi!

Don't you hate it when you feel like you have to sneeze so you grab a tissue then take a deep breath, but the tissue gets sucked into your mouth so you have to try and hold in your sneeze so you don't throw globs of snot everywhere and you end up biting your tongue in the process yet STILL get flecks of ick on your hands? Yeah, I totally hate that.

I didn't get any sewing done yesterday as I had hoped. So now instead of having all weekend for Telma's apron I have Sunday only. *grumbles* I also had to ditch the pattern I was working on because the scale wasn't right.

I need to shut up and work so I can get the hell out of here. I feel very sorry for whoever pisses me off today.