The Rant Blog: 10.15.18
*Que Thomas Rhett Remix*
“It was the 15th of October...” So the rest of the story doesn’t really fit in. But I’m here to rant to you about the day from hell that I had. I mean, a Monday of allll the Monday’s.
Last week at work was a rough one. And I already knew going into work today that it was going to be round 2 of toughness. We’re short staffed in the office this week so I wanted to come prepared for work. I woke up early this morning, did my morning routine, got dressed, packed my lunch and left out the door! Halfway to my car, I realized I forgot my badge for work. So that’s a deal breaker for leaving early. Went back inside to grab my badge and headed back out the door. “Nothing like a quick reset for the day!”
As I approached my car, it looked different. The streetlight was hitting it a little oddly but I figured it was the rain. Why? Yeah I don’t know the 6am brain just was not kicking in. But I go to open my door and it’s stuck. The best way I can describe it would be when you have a stuck jar and it takes a few tries to open it but you can feel it loosening up. Kinda like Tin Man with his oil can. I shined my phone light on it and sure enough...someone backed into my car. I haven’t even had this car for a year. Granted it’s not new new, but it’s in really good shape for being a 2008. So I immediately got pissed off at that.
I didn’t hear anything back from anyone so I figured Marcelle fixed it. But nope! The ceiling fell on top of my two brothers and my Mom. So isn’t that peachy. I rush home to take my mom to the ER to make sure she is ok. No one can really believe that a ceiling fell on her. After test results come back, she is fine. Some bruising but she will be ok. Now my brothers on the other hand? They are not going to tell me if they are hurt or not.
After I got home, I filed a police report for my car and there is nothing they can do considering the rain washed away the paint chips on the ground and the other thing left around is rust. So yeah, I’m still fuming inside. But for those of you who asked me, “what’s wrong.” Here it is. My crappy day in a nutshell and it’s only 6:37pm while I’m writing this blog. Happy Monday, Folks! Pass the wine.
“It was the 15th of October...” So the rest of the story doesn’t really fit in. But I’m here to rant to you about the day from hell that I had. I mean, a Monday of allll the Monday’s.
Last week at work was a rough one. And I already knew going into work today that it was going to be round 2 of toughness. We’re short staffed in the office this week so I wanted to come prepared for work. I woke up early this morning, did my morning routine, got dressed, packed my lunch and left out the door! Halfway to my car, I realized I forgot my badge for work. So that’s a deal breaker for leaving early. Went back inside to grab my badge and headed back out the door. “Nothing like a quick reset for the day!”
As I approached my car, it looked different. The streetlight was hitting it a little oddly but I figured it was the rain. Why? Yeah I don’t know the 6am brain just was not kicking in. But I go to open my door and it’s stuck. The best way I can describe it would be when you have a stuck jar and it takes a few tries to open it but you can feel it loosening up. Kinda like Tin Man with his oil can. I shined my phone light on it and sure enough...someone backed into my car. I haven’t even had this car for a year. Granted it’s not new new, but it’s in really good shape for being a 2008. So I immediately got pissed off at that.
I got to work and apologize to everyone for my grumpiness. Work gets stressful and difficult but then I get a text from my brother. It’s a picture of our ceiling. We found a small crack in the ceiling last Monday but we were not too concerned with it. We contacted our landlord and he wanted us to keep an eye on it. Later on in the day my brother noticed the crack getting bigger to the point where he can see the floorboards from the room above my living room. I messaged my other brother who zoomed over to my moms house.
I didn’t hear anything back from anyone so I figured Marcelle fixed it. But nope! The ceiling fell on top of my two brothers and my Mom. So isn’t that peachy. I rush home to take my mom to the ER to make sure she is ok. No one can really believe that a ceiling fell on her. After test results come back, she is fine. Some bruising but she will be ok. Now my brothers on the other hand? They are not going to tell me if they are hurt or not.
After I got home, I filed a police report for my car and there is nothing they can do considering the rain washed away the paint chips on the ground and the other thing left around is rust. So yeah, I’m still fuming inside. But for those of you who asked me, “what’s wrong.” Here it is. My crappy day in a nutshell and it’s only 6:37pm while I’m writing this blog. Happy Monday, Folks! Pass the wine.
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