Current mood: 
aggravated
The year 2004 is not going to leave me quietly, I'm afraid.
I was all excited at work today because there was no dough to do, so as soon as I cut the veggies I was going to be out of there to get Christmas shopping and decorating done today. *sigh* It was not to be. It was snowing when I got to work, so I started my dad's car (mine is still sitting in the lot where I left it a week and a half ago), got out to brush the snow off and realized I had accidentally locked the door just as I pushed it closed. DAMN! Of course I had locked the door at work and couldn't get back in and my keys were in the LOCKED RUNNING CAR! I went down to the cigarette store to use their phone. Dad didn't know anybody that could bring me the spare keys he has, Marcus' phone was apparently dead or off since he wasn't answering and all my phone numbers were in my cell phone in the LOCKED RUNNING CAR! Of course, being totally broke like I am, I couldn't call a locksmith. If the car hadn't been running, I would've walked to where Marcus worked and got his truck to go get the spares, but no--I couldn't leave the LOCKED RUNNING CAR!
When I left the cigarette store, butthole manager had showed at the workplace and was doing assisant manager's work for her (even though he is "off" all week, he's supposed to be with his kids today and yet he claims he is totally over her--um, sure he is). So, I go in and keep calling Marcus' work over and over and over until he finally answers. I explain what happened and he had the nerve to laugh at me. Butthead. I ask him for our friend Dave's cell number. He gives me some other David's number (which was freakishly similiar to our Dave's number). I call Marcus back to get the correct number and get poor Dave out of bed. He drove over to my dad's house, got the keys, then drove all the way over to where I work to rescue me. Then he took me to lunch at Great Scott's (good food!) and went shopping with me. *sniff* What a great friend. So, the poor car ran for about two hours before the keys came. At least it was nice and warm when I got in it. LOL
So, what else has 2004 got to throw at me in the 9 days it has left?
aggravatedThe year 2004 is not going to leave me quietly, I'm afraid.
I was all excited at work today because there was no dough to do, so as soon as I cut the veggies I was going to be out of there to get Christmas shopping and decorating done today. *sigh* It was not to be. It was snowing when I got to work, so I started my dad's car (mine is still sitting in the lot where I left it a week and a half ago), got out to brush the snow off and realized I had accidentally locked the door just as I pushed it closed. DAMN! Of course I had locked the door at work and couldn't get back in and my keys were in the LOCKED RUNNING CAR! I went down to the cigarette store to use their phone. Dad didn't know anybody that could bring me the spare keys he has, Marcus' phone was apparently dead or off since he wasn't answering and all my phone numbers were in my cell phone in the LOCKED RUNNING CAR! Of course, being totally broke like I am, I couldn't call a locksmith. If the car hadn't been running, I would've walked to where Marcus worked and got his truck to go get the spares, but no--I couldn't leave the LOCKED RUNNING CAR!
When I left the cigarette store, butthole manager had showed at the workplace and was doing assisant manager's work for her (even though he is "off" all week, he's supposed to be with his kids today and yet he claims he is totally over her--um, sure he is). So, I go in and keep calling Marcus' work over and over and over until he finally answers. I explain what happened and he had the nerve to laugh at me. Butthead. I ask him for our friend Dave's cell number. He gives me some other David's number (which was freakishly similiar to our Dave's number). I call Marcus back to get the correct number and get poor Dave out of bed. He drove over to my dad's house, got the keys, then drove all the way over to where I work to rescue me. Then he took me to lunch at Great Scott's (good food!) and went shopping with me. *sniff* What a great friend. So, the poor car ran for about two hours before the keys came. At least it was nice and warm when I got in it. LOL
So, what else has 2004 got to throw at me in the 9 days it has left?
Name: LaDonna
