From 9.30 to 11.30 our supplier kept hanging up on me 6 times in a row,
and when finally got through they asked to speak to a man (because I am his imaginary Mrs.,)
so I handed the phone to my big boss, whom I assume knew the tricks,
and the big boss started panicking and so I told him it's OK, but the call was still hang up,
and the big boss started instant messaging me why I was not reporting him if he did a bad deed causing some trouble, (like I can tell my boss that he messed up because he forgot our conversation of 3 months ago,)
and he went how rude and unsympathetic I was for not telling him anything, kept him hangin' (because I was sorting the mess he caused,)
and he told me to make others aware of my calling to supplier in the future, which I responded I would definitely,
and he repeated that I was rude and that in the future I should be more informative rather than nipping through to kitchen to grab a cup of tea,
I said yes,
and he repeated himself once again,
so I said I won't bother him again with this as it was very difficult to inform him what was going on around my desk,
and he snapped and went on for 20 min how rude I was,
before letting me go so I could call up our supplier for next 5 hrs,
And work mate tells me that it was all my fault that boss snapped,
and the only friend I have there told me that basically I was inhumanly lacking the common sense and that's how I was making everyone around me suffer,
so I apologised to her by saying how sad it was for the company to keep me on, as well as the co-workers to had to tolerate and suffer from me,
and she tells me that is exactly why I have to change,
at which point I called her bitch.
Then after all this I was ready to go home and another guy send a message telling me not to work on my home PC during the work hours,
and I said that it was unavoidable and pre-arranged, and that he didn't have to tell me because I am so upset that my PC is actually broken and that I had no money to replace it.
I went to see a friend and watched JAWS and felt slightly better at last, so said bye-bye to her and went home.
This bloody red Micra was blocking my driveway, which was my pet-peeve as well as illegal,
nobody came out after me honking,
so I had to park on the kerb, blocking next door's drive way.
Next door came home and so I went out to apologise, and he suggested that I could still park if I squeeze through a tree and a brick wall.
Now, I am not a novice driver and I know if I can squeeze into things or not pretty well. In fact that's how I never scratched my car before. My car only bares the sand scratches from hard driving on motorways.
But this neighbour guy insisted to assist me, and I had to trust him rather than my judgement.
My brain said it was not going to work but he kept telling me to go,
and I heard this BAD noise.
He still said to go, in spite of my protest, and so I went, and there was even bigger noise.
Now this guy was kneeling down besides my car, clearly not looking pink,
I kept asking if it was scratched and he wouldn't answer.
I got out and there was this huge dent and scratch on the side. He said there was a brick sticking out from the wall (dah!) and I went OMG for 5 times before going into pieces and began sobbing. This guy then actually run away.
I did not enjoy today. It was Gazpacho Soup day bad. I haven't felt this shitty for a long time, and certainly never for all day long. Someone so miserable like I am should not deserve the day like this because it is pushing one to the edge. I rather have petite misery every day for whole month than having this again.
Please.
and when finally got through they asked to speak to a man (because I am his imaginary Mrs.,)
so I handed the phone to my big boss, whom I assume knew the tricks,
and the big boss started panicking and so I told him it's OK, but the call was still hang up,
and the big boss started instant messaging me why I was not reporting him if he did a bad deed causing some trouble, (like I can tell my boss that he messed up because he forgot our conversation of 3 months ago,)
and he went how rude and unsympathetic I was for not telling him anything, kept him hangin' (because I was sorting the mess he caused,)
and he told me to make others aware of my calling to supplier in the future, which I responded I would definitely,
and he repeated that I was rude and that in the future I should be more informative rather than nipping through to kitchen to grab a cup of tea,
I said yes,
and he repeated himself once again,
so I said I won't bother him again with this as it was very difficult to inform him what was going on around my desk,
and he snapped and went on for 20 min how rude I was,
before letting me go so I could call up our supplier for next 5 hrs,
And work mate tells me that it was all my fault that boss snapped,
and the only friend I have there told me that basically I was inhumanly lacking the common sense and that's how I was making everyone around me suffer,
so I apologised to her by saying how sad it was for the company to keep me on, as well as the co-workers to had to tolerate and suffer from me,
and she tells me that is exactly why I have to change,
at which point I called her bitch.
Then after all this I was ready to go home and another guy send a message telling me not to work on my home PC during the work hours,
and I said that it was unavoidable and pre-arranged, and that he didn't have to tell me because I am so upset that my PC is actually broken and that I had no money to replace it.
I went to see a friend and watched JAWS and felt slightly better at last, so said bye-bye to her and went home.
This bloody red Micra was blocking my driveway, which was my pet-peeve as well as illegal,
nobody came out after me honking,
so I had to park on the kerb, blocking next door's drive way.
Next door came home and so I went out to apologise, and he suggested that I could still park if I squeeze through a tree and a brick wall.
Now, I am not a novice driver and I know if I can squeeze into things or not pretty well. In fact that's how I never scratched my car before. My car only bares the sand scratches from hard driving on motorways.
But this neighbour guy insisted to assist me, and I had to trust him rather than my judgement.
My brain said it was not going to work but he kept telling me to go,
and I heard this BAD noise.
He still said to go, in spite of my protest, and so I went, and there was even bigger noise.
Now this guy was kneeling down besides my car, clearly not looking pink,
I kept asking if it was scratched and he wouldn't answer.
I got out and there was this huge dent and scratch on the side. He said there was a brick sticking out from the wall (dah!) and I went OMG for 5 times before going into pieces and began sobbing. This guy then actually run away.
I did not enjoy today. It was Gazpacho Soup day bad. I haven't felt this shitty for a long time, and certainly never for all day long. Someone so miserable like I am should not deserve the day like this because it is pushing one to the edge. I rather have petite misery every day for whole month than having this again.
Please.
