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I have had a frustrating day. The Universe refuses to adhere to my standards, and thusly I am frustrated, not to mention running way behind schedule. There is only grumbling in this post, so feel free to skip the rest of this.
1- The pharmacy was not open when I expected it to be. This caused an initial delay of 30 minutes in my day. Not an auspicious start.
2- I forgot my eco-bags at home for groceries, necessitating a detour later on.
3- I went to get new worms for my vermicomposter. Unfortunately, they were out of worms, so I have to go back on Wednesday, when I will have a guaranteed order of worms waiting for me. I'd be less put out by this (after all, I didn't call ahead, so it serves me right) if the guy there didn't consistently treat me as though I were some kind of wacky yuppie alien every time I go. I'm trying to be charitable and chalk it up to lack of social skills, but I do wish he'd make more of an effort not to act as though I'm asking him to lasso the moon while naked and dancing a polka, and wasting his time to boot.
4- I went to Réno Dépot to get an estimate on replacing my flooring. I waited for the guy for twenty minutes (there was only one guy available in the "installations" department), only to be told he was on lunch and wouldn't be back for another thirty-five minutes. Fine. I did some grocery shopping, came back five minutes at the appointed time, only to find another lady in line ahead of me. Fine, again.
Events unfold as follows: The guy goes off with the customer, and I wait. And wait. And wait. I'm about to give up when they return, renewing my hope. No such luck. He proceeds to give me attitude, to which I do not take well, but in the spirit of charitableness I try to chalk up to his being all alone on the floor and vaguely stressed. I wait some more. I am about to give up for a second time when they finally finish up. In the space of less than five minutes he gives me a quote for an exorbitant amount, cops more attitude, and then at the last minute tries to offer friendly customer service.
One hour of my time gone, and a not-insignificant percentage of my patience along with it.
5- Best Buy was unable to tell me why my camera spontaneously died. My camera is (not surprisingly) not under warranty. So i have to call HP and see how much they want to charge me to fix this. If it's upwards of $60, the guy at Best Buy told me I may as well buy a new camera. I am Highly Displeased. I think I've used this camera less than ten times, and it's already dead.
6- The rest of the shopping went okay, except for the people. Today, I hate people. All of them. No fewer than ten different drivers tried either to run me over or to destroy my poor rented car, sometimes both. No one looked where they were going, no one paid attention to traffic lights, and no one sure as hell paid attention to the "yield" signs that were inconveniently in their way.
Anyway, the short version is: GNARR!
1- The pharmacy was not open when I expected it to be. This caused an initial delay of 30 minutes in my day. Not an auspicious start.
2- I forgot my eco-bags at home for groceries, necessitating a detour later on.
3- I went to get new worms for my vermicomposter. Unfortunately, they were out of worms, so I have to go back on Wednesday, when I will have a guaranteed order of worms waiting for me. I'd be less put out by this (after all, I didn't call ahead, so it serves me right) if the guy there didn't consistently treat me as though I were some kind of wacky yuppie alien every time I go. I'm trying to be charitable and chalk it up to lack of social skills, but I do wish he'd make more of an effort not to act as though I'm asking him to lasso the moon while naked and dancing a polka, and wasting his time to boot.
4- I went to Réno Dépot to get an estimate on replacing my flooring. I waited for the guy for twenty minutes (there was only one guy available in the "installations" department), only to be told he was on lunch and wouldn't be back for another thirty-five minutes. Fine. I did some grocery shopping, came back five minutes at the appointed time, only to find another lady in line ahead of me. Fine, again.
Events unfold as follows: The guy goes off with the customer, and I wait. And wait. And wait. I'm about to give up when they return, renewing my hope. No such luck. He proceeds to give me attitude, to which I do not take well, but in the spirit of charitableness I try to chalk up to his being all alone on the floor and vaguely stressed. I wait some more. I am about to give up for a second time when they finally finish up. In the space of less than five minutes he gives me a quote for an exorbitant amount, cops more attitude, and then at the last minute tries to offer friendly customer service.
One hour of my time gone, and a not-insignificant percentage of my patience along with it.
5- Best Buy was unable to tell me why my camera spontaneously died. My camera is (not surprisingly) not under warranty. So i have to call HP and see how much they want to charge me to fix this. If it's upwards of $60, the guy at Best Buy told me I may as well buy a new camera. I am Highly Displeased. I think I've used this camera less than ten times, and it's already dead.
6- The rest of the shopping went okay, except for the people. Today, I hate people. All of them. No fewer than ten different drivers tried either to run me over or to destroy my poor rented car, sometimes both. No one looked where they were going, no one paid attention to traffic lights, and no one sure as hell paid attention to the "yield" signs that were inconveniently in their way.
Anyway, the short version is: GNARR!