I am so annoyed
I can’t stand it. My bus is broke. First it was the throttle cable. I have been trying to find a replacement for
two weeks. Now the house batteries are
giving me fits. I took them out today to
take them back where I bought them and they say that they cannot replace them
until they charge them for two days to see what happens. Meantime I am in the dark. My propane ran out and I had to swap my tank. My car is starting to complain when I try to
start it. I think the starter is going
bad. My computer is falling apart. Somehow a hinge broke and it is cracking the
case. This is just the top of the
list.
In general I
guess I am just tired of everything not going well. I need
a good bitch session. In some ways I am
afraid that if I start bitching I won’t be able to stop. I understand that the universe tends toward
chaos and that change is the natural state of being. But still.
Even the universe allows smooth sailing from time to time.
I made a mistake
the other day when I shipped something that I sold. I used a priority mail envelope. The problem is that it was a priority express envelope. The envelopes are identical
except one has the words “Express” written on it and it cost twice as
much. So when the post office got it to
where they were going they wanted more money.
The guy refused and had it sent back.
Not knowing my mistake I call the post office and they told me about my
error. So I went to the tracking
information and looked at it. The package
was never handled as an Express package.
It was just handled as a priority mail package. Machines do all the sorting at the post
office and the label was just priority mail.
But the post office would not deliver it without getting extra money. Even though it was never handled as a “Express”
package. So I gave the guy back his
money and lose the cost of mailing the damn thing.
I could go on and on.
But you don’t want to hear it do you.
Your list is probably just as long as mine. I’m still trying to get out of Las
Vegas. But things don’t look very good. I swear to you that I will not be here next
summer. I don’t think I can live through
another summer in Vegas. Okay, enough ranting. I’ll stop.
But I’m still annoyed. Really
annoyed.the
2 comments:
What about dried fruits? Or Nuts!
Oops that was meant for the next post... sorry were having a tough spell.
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