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A Friday update
So I didn't go to bed until... 2:00? 2:30? And then I get a manager calling me at 8:15 asking me to come in. Bleah. I almost got into an accident on the way in; some stupid bint took a left-hand turn as I was going straight across at an intersection (with lights) when she really should have just let me keep going cuz, wtf, if I hadn't had to slow down because the person in front of me was turning right, I would not have been able to stop to allow her to go and I would have hit her. And, I mean, why didn't she go when the person was turning right? There's two lanes going in that direction, she would have turned into the left lane, the person turning right would have turned into the right lane, and I wouldn't have had to feel like I was going to die of a heart attack at 25 because all the other drivers are fucking idiots. Grr.
Anyway, so, I end up spending another Friday daytime shift on the service desk, and, Christ, every time I do that, I want to walk out. It stresses me out way too fucking much.
And, ok, look. If you're calling a store of any sort, generally speaking, the customers in the store get priority. And things can sometimes get busy. There are two very busy departments in our store. People need to have breaks, cuz they are human, and so sometimes there's one less body to take care of everything, and they have to take care of the customers in the store because they have real money in their pockets, and the people on the phone are not a priority. They're just NOT. So yelling at the poor stupid cashier who has to answer the phone doesn't do anybody a lick of good. FUCK OFF AND DIE. Thanks! :D
So in less whiny news:
1. That vid has been removed. Wow.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fiercy and linden_jay are like great shining knights and they're my heroes, and they were patient and polite but stubborn and, wow.
2. I think I'm writing Beckett/Lorne. All I can say is, blamelinden_jay. It makes no sense, except to us, but there you go.
3. The wee puppeh has no tail now. And a shaved bum. It's actually kind of funny. But sad. But funny.
4. I've re-watched Doctor Who 3x01 and 3x02, and, dammit, I like the episodes and I like Martha, and I won't apologise for it, and so there.
5. I want to be a dork and say "OMG THERE IS NO FIVE", but, I posted penguins for everybody, and the silly SGA fic that I'm still not sure about really, and Sean Bean is going to be here next week.
Or, well, his voice at least. *g* STAY TUNED. LotR radio production will follow that.
6. IS IT SPRING? Cuz it neither looks nor feels like spring. My hands are frozen like icicles.
7. I'm getting my allergies tested on Monday morning. Which means, after tonight? No antihistamines for the Ash, and I have to work tomorrow, and I suspect I shall be miserable. AND they want me to go in to work after the test and I'm just like "HA HA, well, I was only scheduled for 5 to close, but I'll just be there when I feel humanish again." It's been several years, but I remember feeling rather horrifically awful after I got my allergies tested the last time, and feeling rather horrifically awful for several hours, even after a shower and a massive dose of antihistamines.
8. I want Heroes back NOW, dammit. Oh, and the last several weeks' worth of online comics? I soooo called the identities of Austin and Dallas. What do I win??
Anyway, so, I end up spending another Friday daytime shift on the service desk, and, Christ, every time I do that, I want to walk out. It stresses me out way too fucking much.
And, ok, look. If you're calling a store of any sort, generally speaking, the customers in the store get priority. And things can sometimes get busy. There are two very busy departments in our store. People need to have breaks, cuz they are human, and so sometimes there's one less body to take care of everything, and they have to take care of the customers in the store because they have real money in their pockets, and the people on the phone are not a priority. They're just NOT. So yelling at the poor stupid cashier who has to answer the phone doesn't do anybody a lick of good. FUCK OFF AND DIE. Thanks! :D
So in less whiny news:
1. That vid has been removed. Wow.
fiercy and linden_jay are like great shining knights and they're my heroes, and they were patient and polite but stubborn and, wow.2. I think I'm writing Beckett/Lorne. All I can say is, blame
linden_jay. It makes no sense, except to us, but there you go.3. The wee puppeh has no tail now. And a shaved bum. It's actually kind of funny. But sad. But funny.
4. I've re-watched Doctor Who 3x01 and 3x02, and, dammit, I like the episodes and I like Martha, and I won't apologise for it, and so there.
5. I want to be a dork and say "OMG THERE IS NO FIVE", but, I posted penguins for everybody, and the silly SGA fic that I'm still not sure about really, and Sean Bean is going to be here next week.
Or, well, his voice at least. *g* STAY TUNED. LotR radio production will follow that.
6. IS IT SPRING? Cuz it neither looks nor feels like spring. My hands are frozen like icicles.
7. I'm getting my allergies tested on Monday morning. Which means, after tonight? No antihistamines for the Ash, and I have to work tomorrow, and I suspect I shall be miserable. AND they want me to go in to work after the test and I'm just like "HA HA, well, I was only scheduled for 5 to close, but I'll just be there when I feel humanish again." It's been several years, but I remember feeling rather horrifically awful after I got my allergies tested the last time, and feeling rather horrifically awful for several hours, even after a shower and a massive dose of antihistamines.
8. I want Heroes back NOW, dammit. Oh, and the last several weeks' worth of online comics? I soooo called the identities of Austin and Dallas. What do I win??