Monday, April 11, 2005
Fucking Monday
Ok, I know that this is cliche, but I am seriously having a Monday. Geez. Got up on time and got the girls off on time and then thought I was getting ready on time. Must have spent too much time on my hair or clothes or something because I look up and it is almost 7:30. Then I remember that I need to put gas in the damn rental car before I get to work so I haul ass out of there. Three miles from my house, I spill coffee on my white shirt! Three evil dark droplets of it! So, I pull over and am going to swing a U so that I can go change my shirt but I sit there for almost five full minutes before I realize that there is no fucking way in hell I am going to be able to turn around and I am cursing myself that I wasted that time. So, I grab a couple of kleenex and a bottle of water and try and dab it out, but it's just spreading. Oh well, fuck it. I figure I'll either run to Wal-Mart after my boss gets here or where a shirt with coffee on it all day. Who really cares anyway? Then it occurs to me that Boss will probably be in late... since it's Monday and he is usually late on Mondays. Oh. Fucking. Shit. I don't have my keys! They are on the keys to the Chrysler and I have the rental car. So, I hit mute on the steering wheel (I love the Five Hundred BTW, I am so buying one...) and call Boss. Both of his cells go straight to voicemail. Damn it. Ok, that's fine. I will just call the maintenance dude and he can come unlock it. So, I stop at the gas station and it is like 7:50. I start the pump and run over to the little attendant girl and ask for like two real paper towels. I show her my shirt and she is totally sympathetic (we love the gas attendant girl). I go sit in the car and dab and dry and dab and dry. I hear the pump shut off and hop out to put the cap on... no receipt. I go back over to the attendant chic and ask for a receipt. The gal behind me does that sigh, you know the get-the-hell-out-of-my-way-you-don't-need-a-damn-receipt sigh? Back to the car, where I can't find the keys. They were under the seat (three minutes of freaking out later).
Now, I am here at work. My shirt has coffee stains on it, my boss is pissed that I parked the rental car in the front of the building (in his spot), Beck is singing Loser on the radio, I have no less than three million things to get accomplished today (the last of which is flirting with Cute-Boy from four to six which won't be nearly as easy with my shirt stained). I am pissed off that my comment link disappeared and I am going to have to e-mail the all mighty Blogger today and figure out why. Feel free to post comments :) But, I am glad I am home and I am looking forward to not doing a damn thing next weekend.
Happy Monday Readers!
~Kate
so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 6:15 AM
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