I'm having a bad day (454 hits)
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Submitted by Spacey (View user info) at 2005-11-02 11:02:38 EST
Yesterday was a good day. I packed for my honeymoon, went to the pub with a few friends, it was great. Today was crap from the start...literally. My crazy psycho ex boyfriend called me at ten past midnight and hurled drunken abuse at me, I hung up and went to bed, to be faced with half a dead pigeon and a happy cat on my bed...not on the floor...on my bed. That pissed me off. So after I had removed the remains of said bird and cat, I curled up in bed and drifted off to sleep. For about an hour I was in my own blissful dreamworld, until I was woken up to the sound of pounding on my front door. I live in the sticks, my fiance is away, and its dark and cold, so armed with a baseball bat, I crept down the stairs and looked out of the window. It was the police. I discarded the bat and opened the door, trying not to look guilty of whatever is was that they were there for. They weren't there for me though, oh no, they were there for my darling, sweet, alcoholic drug abuser of an (almost) brother in law. I stood there for 15 minutes telling them that he wasn't there. They left. I went back to bed, ten minutes later there was more hammering at my door. I looked out of the window to see my sweet, darling alcoholic drug abuser of an (almost) brother in law. I answered the door, he was pissed, he'd crashed his car into a tree and walked the remaining 2 miles to my house. He pushed straight past me and into the kitchen where he proceeded to cook. I told him he could stay, providing he kept quiet and cleaned up after himself. He agreed and I foolishly went back to bed. At 3 in the morning I was woken up to the stereo playing 50 cent at full volume. Three things pissed me off about that. Firstly, someone had the bare faced cheek to bring a 50 cent cd into my house. Secondly they had the bare faced cheek to play it in my house. Thirdly, they had the barefaced cheek to play it loud enough for my neighbours to hear...what if they thought it was me? I'd be an outcast....So, more pissed off than the most pissed off thing you can imagine, I stormed down stairs to be faced with afore mentioned trash head and three of the ugliest, sluttiest, stupid kangorilla fuckpigs I have ever seen in my life. The cheeky shit had invited friends. I almost picked up teh baseball bat and killed him on the spot. Instead (being the sweet charming young lady I am) I said they could stay as long as they were quiet. For 2 hours they were quiet, it was brilliant. At 5 this morning the trashead walked into my room and asked me for money so one of the fuckpigs could get a taxi home as she had work in the morning. I figured that if I gave him the money, they'd go away. So once again, I went down stairs, this time to look for my purse, only to find that I didn't have any cash on me. I told them to walk, they said no, then asked me to give them a lift. I said no. I told them to shut the hell up or get out of my house. They left my house. What I didn't realise at the time is, they left my house WITH MY CAR KEYS. I woke up, was just about to go to work when I realised my car had gone. I was tired, angry and upset, so I called the police. I know he's family and stuff but theres certain things you can't get away with, like theft of a motor vehicle.
I went to work on the bus. Was half an hour late and found a huuuge pile of things to do. I sat down sulked and started working my through it. For a little while, I was almost relaxed. Until a girl came in for an interview. She was going to replace the secretary whos going on maternity leave. We had a chat as my boss was late back from lunch and I concluded that she probably couln't even spell her own name, nice enough, but thick as shit. It was going well until she asked me when the baby was due. I'm a size 8, I don't look pregnant, I could've knocked her out, but thats not professional. I just smiled and told her that it wasn't me expecting. She looked nervous and sat in silence until my boss came in. She got the job. I have 7 months to make her life hell...and I will...all because I'm having a bad day.
The trash head dropped my keys off at work about half an hour ago and asked me not to press charges. I'm in two minds, if he wasn't going to be the best man at my wedding on saturday, I'd jump at the chance.
I need to spend the rest of my day relaxing, but I can't, i'm busy at work and I forgot to ask the trashead where he left my car. I can't get hold of him.... if anyone sees a silver saxo that looks abandoned...please let me know....
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Submitted by drewbear (user info) at 2005-12-19 12:26:00 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
gave you +2 cos i feel sorry for you driving a saxo , ! your brother in law sounds like an arse !!
Submitted by Walker (user info) at 2005-12-19 12:17:40 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Wow! That IS a pretty bad day, regardless of what other stories anyone has!
Submitted by crazyaardvark (user info) at 2005-11-02 21:52:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Hmm, I hope he's not an indication of the sort of genes that you are marrying into.
Submitted by tech-junkie (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:37:22 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
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Submitted by Xcuses (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:36:04 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
This is bad day?
Try showing up at work, seeing your wife fucking your boss, find out you're fired, then going home to see your favorite dog shit in every room in the house
....and you thought your day was bad!
Submitted by Spacey (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:31:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I apologise for the general standard of this post. I was venting. I promise I'll do better next time. I won't hang myself either, I'm getting married on Saturday and have a hell of a lot more in life to look forward to than someone that makes comments like that!
Submitted by Tormencha (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:31:00 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
-1 Just for living in the south!
Because only southern folk would tollerate that kind of inbreeder shit!
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:29:48 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Average_Dan (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:17:36 (#)
Ranking: 1
Plus, I have a headache from trying to read that jumble of paragraphs you have so nicely squeezed together.
Submitted by clit_commander (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:25:41 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Just go hang yourself in the supply room.
Submitted by ozzy (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:23:45 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
You've written some better stuff than this.
This post was absolute shit; No paragraphs, and after finishing it I was pissed off at you for not telling your dumb arse brother in law to get the fuck out when he brought the skanks into your house.
You only have yourself to blame for how the majority of your day turned out.
Submitted by Average_Dan (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:17:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
aforementioned is one word.
Plus, I have a headache from trying to read that jumble of paragraphs you have so nicely squeezed together.
Submitted by ooQueso (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:17:12 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
If you hadn't been such a pushover you wouldn't be so pissy right now. You allow yourself to get walked all over then wonder why you're so miserable. Life doesn't happen to anybody, everybody makes their own lives. Take some freakin responsibility for yourself.
Submitted by freebie (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:11:42 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Ooohh! Crappy blog entries always make so happy.
Submitted by Grimm (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:04:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-11-02 11:04:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Your big block of text is pissing me off.