This is about yesterday (Thurs).
Here’s how my morning was supposed to go: wake up to Preston & Steve, re-straighten my hair, get dressed, pick up a friend from a dealership and drop him off at his house, come to work on time or just a few minutes late.
Here’s what actually happened.
Last night I showered and blow-dried my hair. I was then going to straighten my hair, but the fucking straighner wouldn’t turn on. This had happened once before and I thought I had to buy a new one, but then it started working again. Apparently it, is, in fact, time to buy a new one. I now must decide if I want to keep buying an inexpensive one ($30), that works really well, but needs to be replaced about once a year or risk getting an expensive one that still might die after a year.
I didn’t feel like going to CVS at 1:30 AM and I didn’t think I’d have time in the morning either. Luckily, Whit is still in school and would be awake around the time I’d need to straighten my hair so I her a message on AIM. I hadn’t heard from her around 7:10, and started to wonder if she was not going to check her computer before school. Well, I decided to try mine again and this time it turned on. I figured it might go off again, so I just started with the top layer of hair (instead of the bottom like usual). Well, as I was doing this Whit told me to come get hers. Good thing I did because mine died again. Hers worked great and my morning was back on track.
I got to the dealership around 7:30 and my friend was in line waiting for the place to open. As I was waiting, I had a chance to put on my make-up. He came out just as I was finishing. The traffic was not too bad because it was still pretty early. As I’m pulling into his driveway, he starts feeling around his pockets and says, “Oh Shit.” Yep, no house keys. He left them in his glove compartment. I had to drive all the way back to the dealership and then all the way back to his house, this time with more traffic and school zones.
As I’m driving to work, some moron starts to pull out perpendicular to me. I had to swerve into the other lane to keep from slamming into her.
Then I finally got to my exit and it was completely backed up. At the exit I use, you can either go right or left. I go left because it’s quicker. There is technically only one lane, but most people usually just ride the shoulder because it’s so large. I could not do this today because of the 15 trucks (ok, it was more like three, but still a pain in the ass) that were to left side of the lane).
So I finally got to work and had to deal with that drama. The worst part about this whole fucking thing is that it’s not even Friday yet. This has been the longest fucking week ever.
Here’s what actually happened.
Last night I showered and blow-dried my hair. I was then going to straighten my hair, but the fucking straighner wouldn’t turn on. This had happened once before and I thought I had to buy a new one, but then it started working again. Apparently it, is, in fact, time to buy a new one. I now must decide if I want to keep buying an inexpensive one ($30), that works really well, but needs to be replaced about once a year or risk getting an expensive one that still might die after a year.
I didn’t feel like going to CVS at 1:30 AM and I didn’t think I’d have time in the morning either. Luckily, Whit is still in school and would be awake around the time I’d need to straighten my hair so I her a message on AIM. I hadn’t heard from her around 7:10, and started to wonder if she was not going to check her computer before school. Well, I decided to try mine again and this time it turned on. I figured it might go off again, so I just started with the top layer of hair (instead of the bottom like usual). Well, as I was doing this Whit told me to come get hers. Good thing I did because mine died again. Hers worked great and my morning was back on track.
I got to the dealership around 7:30 and my friend was in line waiting for the place to open. As I was waiting, I had a chance to put on my make-up. He came out just as I was finishing. The traffic was not too bad because it was still pretty early. As I’m pulling into his driveway, he starts feeling around his pockets and says, “Oh Shit.” Yep, no house keys. He left them in his glove compartment. I had to drive all the way back to the dealership and then all the way back to his house, this time with more traffic and school zones.
As I’m driving to work, some moron starts to pull out perpendicular to me. I had to swerve into the other lane to keep from slamming into her.
Then I finally got to my exit and it was completely backed up. At the exit I use, you can either go right or left. I go left because it’s quicker. There is technically only one lane, but most people usually just ride the shoulder because it’s so large. I could not do this today because of the 15 trucks (ok, it was more like three, but still a pain in the ass) that were to left side of the lane).
So I finally got to work and had to deal with that drama. The worst part about this whole fucking thing is that it’s not even Friday yet. This has been the longest fucking week ever.
No comments:
Post a Comment