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obliviousally_ljToday made me want to kill things.
After getting barely two hours of sleep I was informed by TJ that Al needed to get another piece or something for the water heater and we would be WITHOUT WATER until he 'got around' to coming over and finishing his work tomorrow.
NO WATER. NO HOT WATER. NO COLD WATER. WHAT. THE. FUCK.
Needless to say, we were livid.
PLUS. He was smoking in the garage and the stentch wafter upstairs and was generally gross. I can deal with the smell of smoke in places I expect it. Bars, clubs, outside, etc. But don't fucking smoke where I'm living. Fuck.
Work was pretty uneventful.
On the way home, I stopped at the Dollar General for something to drink. I called TJ while waiting in line and asked her to unlock the back door so I didn't have to wait for her to come down when I got there. After hanging up and getting to the counter, the cashier started out with 'let me tell you somethin'...' and then went on about how I did a 'bad thing' by asking TJ that in line with people around because now someone could get into my house. I was like 'um, they would have to know where I live FIRST' and she responded with 'people are crazy! they'd follow you home!'. I was all 'are you fucking serious?' and I was SO pissed. If I were walking alone, I wouldn't have done something like that. I was with my mother and Paulie. And both TJ and Angie were at the house. I was not a dangerous situation and I could've taken down the other two people who could've overheard me in line.
Absolutely LIVID.
THEN.
THEN.
I get home and my mom drops me off. I run inside to grab a thing I bought for her the other day and when I came out the lady to our right was OUTSIDE BITCHING ABOUT HOW THE GRASS ALONG THE FENCE WAS TOO LONG AND GETTING IN HER LAWN.
I just stared. I was appalled. I wanted to pitch a fit and make a scene, but I just ignored her. She was screaming 'I know someone's living there! blah blah grass blah!!'. I couldn't believe that the GRASS IN HER YARD was TOP PRIORITY at 10AM in the morning. If I was a huge bitch I'd wait for our lawn to be cut and then just dump all of the cut grass on their fancy flowers in their front yard. Or on their car. Or something absurd and generally annoying like that.
And now, it's 8:30PM and Al STILL hasn't made it over here to finish fixing the water heater. I haven't had a hot bath in almost a month. I've had to heat up water and wash up. It's like I'm fucking living in fucking colonial times. And NOW? I can't wash ANYTHING OR flush the toilet. We ran out and bought GALLONS OF WATER so we could fill the tank on the toilet just so we could flush it occassionally.
For FUCK'S SAKE I want to kill something.
After getting barely two hours of sleep I was informed by TJ that Al needed to get another piece or something for the water heater and we would be WITHOUT WATER until he 'got around' to coming over and finishing his work tomorrow.
NO WATER. NO HOT WATER. NO COLD WATER. WHAT. THE. FUCK.
Needless to say, we were livid.
PLUS. He was smoking in the garage and the stentch wafter upstairs and was generally gross. I can deal with the smell of smoke in places I expect it. Bars, clubs, outside, etc. But don't fucking smoke where I'm living. Fuck.
Work was pretty uneventful.
On the way home, I stopped at the Dollar General for something to drink. I called TJ while waiting in line and asked her to unlock the back door so I didn't have to wait for her to come down when I got there. After hanging up and getting to the counter, the cashier started out with 'let me tell you somethin'...' and then went on about how I did a 'bad thing' by asking TJ that in line with people around because now someone could get into my house. I was like 'um, they would have to know where I live FIRST' and she responded with 'people are crazy! they'd follow you home!'. I was all 'are you fucking serious?' and I was SO pissed. If I were walking alone, I wouldn't have done something like that. I was with my mother and Paulie. And both TJ and Angie were at the house. I was not a dangerous situation and I could've taken down the other two people who could've overheard me in line.
Absolutely LIVID.
THEN.
THEN.
I get home and my mom drops me off. I run inside to grab a thing I bought for her the other day and when I came out the lady to our right was OUTSIDE BITCHING ABOUT HOW THE GRASS ALONG THE FENCE WAS TOO LONG AND GETTING IN HER LAWN.
I just stared. I was appalled. I wanted to pitch a fit and make a scene, but I just ignored her. She was screaming 'I know someone's living there! blah blah grass blah!!'. I couldn't believe that the GRASS IN HER YARD was TOP PRIORITY at 10AM in the morning. If I was a huge bitch I'd wait for our lawn to be cut and then just dump all of the cut grass on their fancy flowers in their front yard. Or on their car. Or something absurd and generally annoying like that.
And now, it's 8:30PM and Al STILL hasn't made it over here to finish fixing the water heater. I haven't had a hot bath in almost a month. I've had to heat up water and wash up. It's like I'm fucking living in fucking colonial times. And NOW? I can't wash ANYTHING OR flush the toilet. We ran out and bought GALLONS OF WATER so we could fill the tank on the toilet just so we could flush it occassionally.
For FUCK'S SAKE I want to kill something.
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Date: 2008-07-29 01:07 am (UTC)Anyway... you need like an evil eye to ward off bad spirits or something. Bad mojo seemed to be all around you today... really bad mojo.
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Date: 2008-07-29 01:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-30 07:04 am (UTC)