Things that are currently annoying you

I can hear my father listening to Fox News in the other room. I can tell it’s Fox News without looking because the woman is lying her ass off about American healthcare.

 

Fucking christ I'm getting angry. We're averaging fifteen people a day at park, maybe a little less, but for some reason the online record keeper is showing us with a whopping 4 people per day for the last six months, with one entire month just fucking missing. We're being put on guided review unnecessarily, because a gap has opened up somewhere between reality and records. Either the record program is fucking up or my treasurer is, and i really hope it's the record program. I've messaged the treasurer but he hasn't gotten back to me yet. The level of larping government above me is still sending me questions about it.

fucking hell. i do NOT need this right now

 

Trying to get car insurance quotes because parents could only keep me on their policy for a limited time and I'm about to fall off.

Quote thingy asks me questions I don't have the answer to off the top of my head. I go down to the damn car in socks and sandals and no binder or bra, take a picture of the insurance card, come back upstairs.

Quote thingy asks me a question that isn't answered by the card. How the fuck should I know what the bodily injury coverage limit is!?

Text Mom. Mom goes "well it's... um... fuck, IDK either?" and is now looking for the policy.

LOOK I'M TRYING TO SEE IF I WANT TO GIVE YOU MONEY HERE, GIVE ME A FUCKIN BREAK

 

urgh why the fuck is it so hard to find previously aired BBC shows online gIVE ME MY HAIRY BIKERS DVD BOXSETS OR AT LEAST A DECENT TORRENT OR I SWEARRRRR

 

Neck, I am sorry you have issues with the way I slept last night but I really need to go to the gym tonight and s2g if you don't uncrick yourself by closing time we are going to have An Problem

 

The remote for the break room TV is still missing. I am Done with Fox, please let it end

 

I left my iPad at work

 

Took a nap and feel disconnected from reality

 

Can’t pay Sears bill by card, also can’t pay Sears bill without your sears card/social security number. Sorry Mom, I tried to pay it. Also fuck you, Sears.

 

The fic I've been working on for six months is so damn close to done that it's making it hard to focus on anything but finishing the damn thing, but writerbrain has clocked out and stopped making words.

 

The price of flooring >.<

My new appartement is going to need a new floor (because they don't come with as a standard around here) and I have to make a decision and purchase one and stuff like that and I hate spending money and I hate making decisions and all of it is too difficult. :(

 

Now I’m trying and failing to pay a student loan over the phone. I’m getting very loud static every few seconds, I’ve never heard static like this before. And it seems to be making the automated system unable to hear me.

Why do companies make it so hard to give them money? Oh yeah, so they can hit us with late fees because they’re capitalist monsters and I hate them.

 

An unopened block of cream cheese in the fridge was bad, and I wasted a bagel.

 

I may have fucked up and payed the wrong student loan. This is really really bad.

 

Spoiler: nsfwish text

When I'm googling things for my research and the image results GIVE ME FETISH PORN.

Spoiler: specifics, for those curious, 18+

It was CGI quadruple amputee ladies in bikinis floating in a pool. Thank you, deviantArt, but I was looking for information on a limblessness mutation in chickens...

 

Quarter to 3 in the morning and these damn kids are outside making all kinds of noise. I’m surprised none of their parents are coming out to get them.

 

Coworker in the next room has some downtime so he's loudly watching comedy videos and just fuckin guffawing and stomping his feet when he likes the jokes

Dude i know you have headphones, fuckening use them aaaaaaaaaaa

 

Update: I found the paper I needed in the campus library. Yay!

 

I've been training new people at work for the past week, and had been feeling like I'd managed sociability pretty okay, but my newest coworker said the same sorta "you'll talk to me some day" shit I get from everybody, and it's like. I thought I was doing well.

 

Had to email the landlord because my father claimed the ac has been running nonstop. He made me check the vents and it did feel like cool air was coming out, but I’m sweating. Then I had to talk to the guy who owns the shop in the front and he said he had the heat on 65. I’m tired and I want to sleep but I can’t because my father’s stomping his fat fucking ass around the apartment, and the guy is going to be here in 20 minutes.