OT: Who gets the last word?

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[sarcasm]Supposedly[/sarcasm], my idiot mortgage company has the "double dip" refund check ready to send to me. It was supposed to be sent yesterday... but, big surprise, the a-hole I've been dealing with never called me with the UPS tracking number. If I don't have that check in my hands by Friday, I'm talking to my bank to see about refinancing with them, and to hell with PHH Mortgage. (Isn't it neat that they can take the money out of your account immediately, but it takes them forever to give it back to you?)
 
I was racing online a couple of hours ago and just as the worm (or hamster) was about to turn I lost connection and couldn´t even rejoin to spectate. I need something to drink too. I´m not in a good mood now.
 
I didn't think it was possible, but today royally sucked more than yesterday ever could have. My store is being run by retarded monkeys. My fucking prick weasel boss gave me a verbal today for something I didn't even do, then he said he was going to do that to everyone that was working yesterday, and he didn't do that either. Fucker. And he's only doing it because his boss is a big stupid jackass who probably wrote HIM up, too.

My boss knows that me and the bakery manager are so pissed off at him that we won't talk to him unless we have to, and he's too scared to try to talk to either one of us about it. Then in the middle of all that, my idiot husband called and was throwing a fit because he couldn't find the fucking tuna in the pantry.

I couldn't tell my boss I was leaving town next week because he wouldn't let me get near him while I was alone, and I was actually trying to be nice to him (hell if I know why) and not let him get told off by one of his employees in front of his equals. Now it has to wait until Sunday when he can have even less notice about it, because I'm off for two days, and if they try to call me in tomorrow I'm going to personnel and changing my home number to the one for Pizza Hut.
 
today's not too bad for me. yesterday sucked ass. got done in marysville, stuck in a bad traffic jam the whole way back to sumner to turn my truck into the shop for a b-service. have to do that every 30,000 miles. turned truck in, the main shop had it done decently quick for them. all that was left was the tire shop to replace 2 tires, they're on new rims already, so don't have to swap tires, just the wheels and tires as one. tire shop had my truck for 3 fucking hours! I could've been driving home instead of sitting there. had gotten a little over an hour sleep at bellevue earlier, than up all day waiting for my truck. did get 5 hours sleep the afternoon before.
 
Tomorrow, just on a whim, we're going to look at a million-dollar home, complete with an indoor swimming pool. We're renewing our mortgage, so we got our house appraised and found out it's doubled in value since we bought it 3 years ago, and so it wouldn't be that much more of a stretch if this other place turns out to be our dream home. We don't really want to move, unless we do find our literal "dream home", but we'll see what this place looks like tomorrow.
 
Surprise, surprise... my idiot mortgage company actually had the check in my hands yesterday (Thursday)!

I was talking with my wife, and I told her that maybe this was the best thing that could have happened to us. See, whenever we get our tax refund, it tends to disappear on normal everyday purchases. Maybe now that a part of it was removed from regular funds, we should take this check and open up a savings account. This way, we can actually afford braces for my oldest daughter.
 
What is it...National Sucky Work Week this week? I have 2 bosses (their both on the grant that pays for the project that I work on), and they hate each other. So, I get stuck in between their bickering/power struggles. All I want to do is the damn experiment so we can start getting papers published and more grant money.

There's too much estrogen in the department. Is it still called a "dick measuring contest" for chicks?
 
Hmm... other than blowing my stack at my mortgage company and having some asshole (who was probably undocumented) tap the bumper of my car yesterday, I've had a great week. I spent last Friday through yesterday in our lab, doing melt flow tests. (I actually love doing these, except when the material refuses to cut neatly during the test.)

First time I've been back at my desk in a week - had to make sure my butt print hadn't faded from the chair.
 
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