I am so loving this idea! One of my fave tweeps and bloggers, Mommy Geekology has this fabulous idea! So, I'm joining in the fun. It seems that lately I can't have an original thought so these awesome ideas that I'm stealing are helping unclog my thoughts....
So, this poster tells you how I feel lately. Here's a quick list of things that have brought out my stabby side the past couple of days.
10) Working in customer service. Now, I love event planning here, I do. But when I tell you that our policy is "blah blah blah", don't ask why. Don't ask when it changed because then I have to pull out the policy that was written THIRTEEN FUCKING YEARS AGO and prove to you that it has been this way for a long time.
9) Speaking of number 10---when I ask a question about your event request, do me a favor? Answer the fucking question. There was no need for you to email me, my boss's boss, HIS boss and HIS boss asking me why I needed to know. Especially after you called me and I explained very clearly (and slowly) what needed clarification. You're a total bitch and I won't help you anymore...
8) Stupid people. If you remember, last fall I wrote about bad drivers and stupid people. It seems like they are breeding faster and faster. It's like cockroaches. No matter how much you squash them, they multiply! For instance, I got booted. Well, not me--my Jeep. In our parking lot, for not being cleared to park. So, on a Friday afternoon, I'm standing in a fucking parking lot paying some clown $75 to unboot my car so I can go home and drink beer--boat loads of it, actually. On Monday, I go to our parking office and tell some dipshit what happened. Her answer was a question: Do you have a parking permit? So, here's the conversation:
Me: Yes
Her: Well, you got booted because you aren't in the system. Are you sure you have a permit?
Me: Yes, because I received a warning ticket for not having my permit visible the same day I was booted.
Her: That's why you were booted.
Me: No...that was a warning. I got booted for no clearance.
Her: Because you don't have a permit.
Me: (thinking, I'm going to stab this bitch in the throat) Yes, I do. Here's my registration
Her: Oh, well your tag number is wrong ON YOUR REGISTRATION.
Me: (HUH??? WTF??????) What do you mean?
Her: Well, it's 409 in the computer and 408 on your registration.
Me: So, someone made a typo. How do I get my money back?
Her: Well, which one is correct? Your registration or the computer???Me: (RUFKM????) Obviously the registration is correct.
Her: Are you sure?
Me: (RU FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW???) *takes deep breath Yes, pretty sure the DMV has the correct tag number on my registration.....
Her: Well, it's wrong in the computer.
Me: (Voice is no longer calm and quiet) OK, so you're telling me that because someone made a typo I have to pay $75??? Really????
Her: Yes.
Me: Can you fix it in the computer?
Her: Oh, yes I can.
Me: Since I've been at work for three hours already (one hour in here, you stupid cock juggling thunder cunt) is there a chance I'm booted again?
Her: Yes, you could be. Do you have a parking permit??
Me: Yes, I do.
Her. Are you sure? I see you received a warning ticket for it not being visible last Friday.
Me: Just change the tag in the computer, please.
Her: It's done.
Me: Thank you very much. (for nothing, you stupid ignorant slut)
Now, you may wonder why I didn't say everything I was thinking. When you're dealing with the Pentagon Police Department, you just don't go saying shit like. Bad enough I made the comment, "I just wanted to kill somebody when I saw that boot." I swear, I heard someone lock and load behind me...
OK, so I thought I had ten but when I reached eight? It spooled me back up again....Maybe I'll get to the rest of them sometime later in life...
8 comments:
OMG. You're killing me :)
I guess even the Pentagon has cutbacks so they need that $75 to buy some paperclips? Or maybe paper for the parking ticket machines?
I admire your restraint.
I couldn't have been polite and most likely got arrested.
Amazing how stupid people run amok on this freakin' planet.
I couldn't work in customer service.
I only like the people in my computer.
Oh, and my family. Most days.
That is precisely why I stay home with my kids lol. That and I say all those things you were thinking out-loud.0.o
Yes, my inner voice has Tourette's so it was very hard to restrain myself. Usually, handcuffs and frisking don't bother me but under the threat of law enforcement it was a different story....
I know that I shouldn't be amazed at the stupidity and ignorance of a lot of people, but for some reason I occasionally am. Go figure...
I cannot take credit for the cock juggling thunder cunt...That was from Anyssa from Aiming Low (see blog roll, please!) But, I do have some great gems and will try to post them more often!!
Good afternoon Janie,
There has to be a reserved place in hell, for people like her.
Good to see that you held your temper, hard to drink large quantities of beer while you're in lockup.
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