Besides breaking the watch I've had an annoying week in general. My power went out/I busted my nose/I bought a shower curtain that's too small/my jeans ripped at the crotch while I was at work/I bent my debit card so badly I can't use it anymore. Still waiting for the bank to call me so I can get my new card. I kind of want to scream.
I always latch onto webcomics everyone hates and I can see why but I still like them. It's frustrating.
just when I had finally retrained my brain to wake up at normal human hours, I have to start waking up at 4:30am for work
Assistant manager swap-around the three local locations means we lost the nice, soft-spoken manager who is a cute sort of mom, and got a walking, talking sensory hellbeast who turns every conversation into either really uncomfortable sex jokes or how great her 5 year old is. Specifically annoyed about how she treats me like I'm incompetent when SHE IS THE REASON I KEEP MESSING UP SO MUCH. I do not normally fumble like this.
A lesson I had to learn the hard way but still wish more people would learn faster; if you're actively trying to be "lol quirky", it isn't half as funny!
That it would be unprofessional to put a filter on my boss's incoming messages that makes emails from this one guy who's sent us 20+ unhinged right-wing emails in the last 3 weeks from 3 different addresses skip the inbox and apply the tag "crank."
My electric blanket's label said it's hand-washable, so I hand-washed it and it promptly stopped working >_<
Was like, "oh good, there's just enough milk left to dump it in a cup of tea!" and only realized it had gone bad after I had already ruined a perfectly good cup of tea.
Someone asked for a commission. I cited the average going rate of 2 cents a word (adding up to about $40 for the wordcount they wanted), and now they won't get back to me at all even to tell me they've changed their mind.
Sunflower seeds labelled unsalted were salty enough that my mouth's still burning an hour and multiple drinks later.
I feel more guilt than annoyance, though its unfounded: So for may day me and two of my friends went to scarborough fair and spent a shitload if money, and probably won't go again til next year for above mentioned financial reasons. After talking about this, another friend was like "that sounds fun! I'll send an evite and we can all go together next weekend, even though y'all have already gone! You said it was fun, so of course you want to go again right?" and im just. Her actual birthday on the second was already ruined, and I don't want to contribute to that but I can't go even though i desperately want to
Revision after new info: ticket was bought for me! All i need now is a bit of lunch money and a shitload of self restraint
Recommended step goal for the program I'm on is 21k per day. That would take four hours. Not happening.
The more physically exhausted I am, the harder it is to get to sleep, recently. My body aches from larping today and I'm fucking spent, but I've been laying awake with racing thoughts for the last four hours.
I wanna learn to bake but I'm supposed to be trying to lose weight and I don't know enough people in real life to spread the results around far enough.
Diabetic supplies auto-shipped order was delivered to my old place and the landlady wrote "please update your address" on it and dropped it at our door, which made me feel bad the address was wrong for unknown reasons, but i suspect its a mixup from last time. Last order they put my old address as the billing address, i told them to correct it, and it seems that instead they put *both* shipping and billing as my old place, instead of my current one. So i gotta call them or log on and fix that :(
Videos like this: I know this isn't what they mean, but all I can see is the privilege inherent in effectively saying "you can just decide not to make money!"
I didn't realise until months after posting it that the white text in a fic chapter hadn't worked so the effect was totally ruined for everyone who read it >:(
Every time I hear the post I get hopeful it's the ADHD clinic finally offering me an appointment, and every time it's a pizza flyer or the local newsletter and it's been over a year now since they told me my appointment was upcoming, I started this process in October of 2019 and aaaaargh, it's not like I even need diagnosing or anything intensive I literally just need a prescribing appointment >:( I know lockdown knocked this service out of action for a little bit in early 2020 but good lord!! get a move on, lads!!