Day off

Thank god.
Took today off, since JD did for his "birthday week".
I understand you are 30, but seriously...
He was still drunk when I woke up this morning.
He wanted to me drive him around to go shopping?!
Maybe I'm not a good wife, but that just doesn't sound like fun.
I'm one of those people who can't stand to be around drunk people when I'm sober.
He's so nice and funny and lovey when he's drunk (well, in the beginning) and that weirds me out! He's not normally like that, ever.
And I'm not getting drunk in the morning. Sorry!
We'll be drinking all day tomorrow at his party anyway.

He passed out on the couch at like 11:30 this morning.
Now I can play catch up on everything I can't do during the week.
It's my day off, too!
Everyone leave me alone!

On a lighter note...

Some pictures from a couple weekends ago... river fun and playtime with Twinkie...

I love these river pics!

Twinkie and Lucy are CRAAAZY!

I hate people.

They are inconsiderate!
They are dumb.
They can't speak clearly.
They really get me riled up.



I'm sitting on hold right now while some guy, who doesn't speak English, is calling his credit card company to see if there is $20 available to buy this product.

Whatever, I get paid by the minute!
No, seriously, he is a fucking idiot.

Can't people do simple math?!

Everything you order from the TV is a scam.
Why doesn't anyone realize that?
$320 for a crappy workout machine?
$250 for a Magic Bullet?!

I will not apologize to you if you ordered those freaking wacko natural cures books and you never received them. Oh the money Kevin Trudeau must be raking in!

"But when I call them, I get put on hold! You took my $60!"

No, I didn't, that COMPANY did. I cannot say sorry to someone who is completely...completely...I can't even think of a word!

I am seriously becoming a hateful person, because of all these horrible people I talk to everyday.

I'm going to snap! I hate this job!

Life Story

I don't want to hear your life story!
If you have a problem with your product, I can't help.
Let me give you the customer service number, because I don't care.
And stop interrupting me!
I have a whole spiel to recite to you, and your job is to LISTEN.
I wouldn't have to keep repeating myself if you would just shut your face for one second.
I have fucking laryngitis, you bastards!

Best quote of the day, about Pamela Anderson, stolen from Perez Hilton:
"But Pambo’s really a sexually voracious gay man trapped in a tranny’s body!"

Smoke break.