I took a PTO Friday. I was having trouble being at work. You know, knowing what I know and all… Plus with my personal life in shreds I figured I needed the time to myself. It didn’t help. To be honest everyday that passes I feel worse.
Friday I did some job hunt stuff, took in the computer to be (hopefully) fixed, and took myself out for a cocktail. I miss behaved a little by smoking cigarettes. Also entertained half the bar with my carrying on. I was home at a healthy early hour. Ha! A friend told me I needed rebound sex. Talk about overheard!
Anyhoo, Saturday I had plans with my San Diego family friend. That was good. After hours of talking, crying, and a lunch I barely ate I made it home and slept for a few hours. I was supposed to make chili. I didn’t. Sunday reared it’s ugly head about 4AM but I had no motivation. I stayed in bed most of the day. At around one I finally forced (read FORCED) myself out of bed. It took my whole being, but I did it. I ate a protein bar I didn’t want, gave myself a haircut, got cute and went to see @goosterSD. I was not good company, I know. I am proud I went though. I need to form social habits as soon as possible. It would be so easy for me to become reclusive. Did I use that word right? Also I need my friends. More than ever before.
I love LOVE this video. I had forgotten about it. I have to say, you can Ba ra ra ro ma me all you want… but this video is genius. Without the Cave-woman chanting. Not that I don’t love some Gaga, but Madonna is my girl.
So clearly tho, with this type of Madonna playing non-stop, I must be in a mood. Yup. Correct. I am.
I am alone on New Year’s Eve. Kill me now. Kidding. Kinda. But srsly, after 12 consistant New Years together you’d think it was an important tradition. Which, SIGH, it is… I just couldn’t get the time off for the Big Vegas New Year Celebration and Birthday Bash. Not my birthday, but a member of our San Diego Family. But I knew it was important and really didn’t have any say. Richard would be in Vegas this New Year. I was calm, supportive, all the things I should be. But now I am miserable. Alone. On one of our favorite holidays (marks the actual END of holiday shopping season…). I had no champagne. I had no Chinese food. I get no kiss.
1. el gato diablo
1. the cat devil
2. nitnelav do not mess with el gato diablo
And so there we were, in the middle of our “training” session. You see, I had been reading this book that I picked up… “Cat Training in 10 Minutes”. We have had limited success, but enough that I had a bit of hope. I want a well trained cat. One that you just trust. Right? But tonight training was not going well. In fact she was a total rebel in all regards. Richard had told me that she gets like this, but I have never seen it. Little Versace is my baby! She can do no wrong!
But tonight she was terrible. Awful. I was losing my patience! I was… Well *she* was on my last gay nerve and I was gonna explode! She was even unresponsive to her “training”, where usually it goes pretty smooth. She is very smart after all. Anyhoo, so there we were, a soggy chip on the floor and a very naughty kitten. I cleaned up. I scooped up Versace and we went to another room where I could shut the door and eliminate distractions. She still wouldn’t behave. I decided to try a trick Richard taught me. I picked her up and flipped her on her back. I tried to calm her. She fought. I held her in place as best I could and continued. I told her she doesn’t always get her way. did she understand me? No, of course, but in my body language I think yes. After the clawing and fighting she settled at last. I eventually put her down. After a few minutes of pouting (she always pouts!) we had the best training ever and are again BFF’s.
*phew*
In non-cat news I also purposefully pissed off a grocery store clerk today. I know, I am awful. Going straight to hell. Sure. I get it. But the woman was retarded! Look. I was next. All that there was in front of me were these two dudes with like 3 things. Golden. So I waited. Dude #1’s card was declined. He then slowly counted out all the cash in his pockets. Not enough. So then his buddy emptied *his* pockets. After counting, and the recounting (BTW this was the “Express Lane”) they were still 84 cents short. So dude #2 says he’ll go to the car and get the rest. WTF? So Dude one tells the clerk to go ahead and “void” the transaction and let us pay. “Oh no”, she says. “Then I’ll have to get a manager to do the void, and just to re-ring you when you get back. No way. Y’all go ahead.”
Again. WTF? Is this woman for real? So she holds up the (only) express line so dumb and dumber can go dig in their car for nickels. So I say something rude as she “apologizes” even tho we all know she has instigated the whole thing to avoid doing a *void*. “This is why I never shop at Von’s” I say. An honest remark. We have complained all the way to regional level with no results. The SoCal Safeway Co. clearly is way different than NoCal. Anyhoo. She snaps back at me. Rudely, of course, but I was not nice and expected a challenge. I was pissed. “But y’all keep on coming back!” She then told me to gather up my things and wait on check-stand #1 because she had called for back-up. I didn’t move, which was good because as expected no one came up. Even after she herself screeched into the overhead. After like an eternity dumb and dumber had found enough pennies in the car to pay and I was finally rung up. Miss Thing at the register and I bickered some more. Dude. I hate that store. It’s always the same. I am a manager in a customer service field and I cannot, will not tolerate stupidity, poor training, AND rudeness all in one transaction! But I feel bad for being so awful. But she was clearly an idiot! But I have guilt.
I realize we all like to get it on and all. Really, I do. But at that volume? At 4:30 in the morning? I expect it from that guy, but from you two? Well, I was surprised, annoyed, and frankly I am blushing a bit.
Look at my new Apple product! I call it iGotnothing.
Well kids. I am a little down today. I showed up at my Apple Store bright and early, like a good little Mac-boy. I was expecting the line, since I opted for sleep last night. 8:00 was when I stepped into place. In fact, it all started out really hopeful! The plan, according to the Apple associates was this: 40 people let in at a time, 10-15 minutes each. I was about number 300, but I do exaggerate. Could have been a lot less in front of me. Still, at 15 minutes each group I figured about 2 hours. Seems logical, right? We have been through the lines with Apple before. They usually don’t screw up too bad.
After about 2 hours I really was getting discouraged. I had definitely moved up, but not much. And we had been at a standstill for a really long time. Twitter kept me appraised of the issues as we went. Servers down! Servers up! Servers DOWN! Richard came over with a snack. I finally got to go look at the entire line. Wow. He waited with me for 30 minutes. When it finally looked like I was moving again he took off to get ready for work. I waited, chatted with the gal next to me, and questioned the Apple folk. They were saying all systems were a go! Twitter linked me to more stories that it was bad. iTunes servers were the issue, and folks have been having trouble with iPhone 2.0 updates as well as the Apple Store activation parade…
It was when I was reading about how folks were sent home with NO WORKING phones (after Apple DE-activated old iPhone, but could NOT activate the new one) that a woman came past the line with her 2 new phones and a warning. “Don’t let them activate you here! I have been inside since 8:15 trying to get activated!” I decided screw it. I, like so many before me, left the line. After 3 hours.
I figured dude. 3 hours and I am not even halfway… Plus my current iPhone is working fine. Rocking iPhone 2.0 too! So I can wait. I waited this long… Right?
defeated
