Update and shellshock

So... What happened to me while I wasn't commemorating every minute of my useless, forgettable little lemming life?

The weather is shit. I was reduced to run around in a leather coat before and after the day of Midsummer.

I finally got my ring from my jeweler. It got finished on Midsummer. Yay!! It is silver, geometric patterned and has a deep forest-olive green tourmaline stone set in it that we have bought with my mother a few years back at a jewelry convention. Me likes! Others like it too. ^^

I was worked near to death on the last weekend, I did not get the 2 days of work-free holiday they have to give me as stated by law... and had to work on Tuesday. 4 hours of work, but still.

People are renovating our roof and the guys renovating the flat below us are still making a ruckus and when it's not my mother waking me up way too goddamn early I get woken up by the walls or the ceiling making noises that scare me shitless. Is it any wonder I keep getting dreams like the walls or ceiling falling in?

Made a pretty pink pendant for my cousin who is graduating tomorrow. I bezeled a Swarovski bead. All pink! She liked it. :)

Obviously, I am working this weekend also. Sucks to be me. But hey, they pay me 1,5 pay for Sunday and at least I get Monday and Tuesday off, not to mention I only work 4 hours on Wednesday.

I am planning on buying a tankini. Whee.

I am pretty close to the tech guys. Heheh. I keep sitting down among them and I really really really like one of the old ones with the wavy long black hair and round glasses and the nose! He looks just like a kind, handsome owl.

I also look like shit, haven't slept much and people keep noticing that I am silent and have lost my spark. Duh?

My coworker asked me, when I came back from my last break (I sprinkled some perfume on my neck in the women's bathroom and washed my face), if I went to pee or took a shit. Yes, in the crude way. I don't think he is exactly 100% sane. Thing is... you are not really requred to be to work here. :(

Also, I have bought Elizabeth Arden's Sunflowers on... uh... I think it was on Monday. Suffice to say I am in love with that scent now and have bought another bottle while the sale lasts. I am considering buying a third, but maybe that would be overkill. I'm not sure. It's 63% off tho... And it really is such an amazing scent...

Anyway, this is my life in a nutshell. And I plan on buying some Chinese takeout tomorrow evening during my lunch break and bringing home at least one box of it for dinner. Maybe I could bring something like that for Sunday's lunch... Hmmm...

They shoot single women, don't they?

I'm tired. I saw lightning strike a building 2 streets away. And the noise!

I got papers to prove my 2 days of sick leave, but might try to work one off if my team leader actually replies my frikkin letter.

Well, he prolly wouldn't read it for a while so I will have to message him. I am so not wasting my money calling him. The guy just changed my schedule out of the blue, without me asking for it.

See, this week I would have been working 8 hours, 5 days this week. My new schedule: 10 hours a day, 5 days this week. WTF???

I specifically asked for 8 hour shifts. I cannot pull 10 hours in that AC hell. I got sick after 8 hours last time so...

Anyway, I wrote him a letter about all this. Nice, down to the point, proper. He did not reply.

And of course next week and the week after that he put me again on night shift. Something I did NOT ask for. Reasonable shifts my ass.

I'm starting to wish for my old team leader, who at least replied to my letters and understood that I am shit on legs if I have to pull 10 hour shifts for 4 days. He never tried me with 5 days of 10 hour shifts one after the other. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna look for an axe.

I'm also considering marrying someone and getting knocked up so I can get some consideration, godsdamnit.

Yesterday was I day I do not remember fondly.

I wanted to get in earlier so I could go home earlier. I left home about 20 minutes early. 20 minutes, that I spent baking in the sunshine waiting for my frikkin bus. Because I pay for my monthly bus pass but I do not know why, as they never deliver.

Then I got onto the tram and... I didn't even get to the next stop as it broke down. Well, not that one, but two trams before that. As luck would have it, just in front of a bus I take sometimes instead of the tram, but as the Danube was sloshing out at the rims they closed down the roads at the banks and alas, the tram was a safer bet. Or so I thought.

The bus did not come. Sometimes the trams started moving and we4 had to run back and get in between cars... nightmare, really. Of course the trams broke down again.

We spent ping-ponging for 30 minutes. I have counted. On the baking asphalt in 30°C+.

I was almost half an hour late.

That I had to work today. I will write them a letter and ask if they can pay some of their workers millions, why can't they fucking fix the godsdamned buses to be on time. Why the fuck do I pay for this shit?

Anyway, the worst part of all this is the AC. It's freezing!!! I wish all those guy who crank down the AC to 5°C would get a nasty cold and realize it's not OK to freeze to death when it's so hot outside.

I'm planning on getting sticky notes and stickiing the message "before you crank it down, bring me a fur coat" on the AC button. I am fucking freezing in there!!! Who the fuck in their right mind enjoys this?

I'm seriously considering cursing the whole bunch just to get them to stop this.

Assholes.

Anyway. Today I went in an hour earlier in hopes of catching the early bus (no such luck, still had to wait the same amount... not worth it tbh) as I had to work that 30 minutes that I was late due to the fucking public transport. Wish I could just sue them. I sure would.

Anyway... ahem. I couldn't find another place so I sat down among the tech guys. Ehehe. Got to know the nice, tall guy with the weird, frizzy long hair and beard. So cute! And then another tech guy sat down beside me. The cute lil' Russian with the round cheeks, hair to the middle of his back and the pottiest mouth ever.

Very cute. We had no mails for a long time today, so he kept me entertained. I think we have discussed books, Supernatural, music, stupid users and of course when he started cursing, I quote: "Fuck, fuck, mother-motherfuck-mother-motherfuck-fuck.", I just about went into shock.

And I asked him, wait, isn't that...?

Yep, Jay and Silent Bob strike back, he said.

You can't really forget a string of profanity like that. Or so I believe.

Anyway, it was fun. Really nice fun. I kind of liked today, even if I'm depressed that my folks went to lake Balaton to have some fun and I am here in the hot weather to work and back and in the fucking freezer during work.

Tomorrow... no mercy. I'll crank it up high as many times I have to.

Try again and again and again and again

Sigh.

Today was... weird. And annoying... and yeah... somewhat humorous.

Soooo...

• Letter from the brain dead: "I lost your password."
  
  
• Letter from the desperate: "xxx does not work, pls send help!!!!!!"
  
  I showed it a few people with the answer letter I did not send:
  
  "We have mailed a fleet of musketeers who should arrive any minute at your doorstep. We hope it works for you."
  
  
• Letter from the annoyed: "Duuuuh! Your letter should say "If you need further assistance, please contact customer support again and again and again and again (...) and again." Duuuuh!"
  
  

And then... I had to make test calls. Because the providers are shit on a stick and people from China can't call to England.

So, first number I tested: a woman picked up first. Then voicemail for torturous minutes. (I had to make these calls and wait till somebody could say they could hear me.) Then some guy told me he couldn't hear me. Neither could I, much. Then voicemail for another 3 tries. Then some old dude demanding why I called him and telling me I was a liar and I did not work for (insert company name here) and I was harrassing him.

I started cursing after I put the phone down and my teamleader heard it. Ouch. I think I will have to tell him tomorrow I cursed the frikkin user *after* I put the phone down. (Btw, I said the highly original: Fuck you, asshole! phrase.)

Also, I told the guys I should have said the guy I was calling from MI5 and wanted to know if he could hear me because I needed to know if the bugs tapping his phone line were working fine.

Of course I didn't. Company policy and all.

Second call: an older woman demanind to know why I kept calling her. I got permission from my TL to tell her I was from (insert company name here) and I was testing the line. She told me to stop it. I told her sorry and that I had to test it because there are problems. Yipee.

I felt like shit. I'm not harassing people because I like it. And I even told her I was checking up on the frikking lines to make them better, what's their frikking problem?!

Gahhhh!!!!!!!!!!

And then I got the Duhhhhhh letter minutes before my shift ended. Roflol. The whole company got a copy of it. I guess it is some kind of feedback.

A damned funny one too.

And then when I hurried home I was trying to pass by a couple that was kissing and I stared because the girl seemed rather boyish. Well, she has short hair, I thought. And she has sneakers... it's normal, I thought. And look, that's her Adam's apple... So yeah, I just saw my first gay couple kissing rather cutely out on the street. They looked cute and they didn't turn my stomach...

One more reason to move out

I was planning on writing something witty and sunny and bright, since the weather outside is horribly, terribly bad. I mean I had to wear my long leather coat to work on the 2nd of June, for the gods' sake!

But alas, it wasn't meant to be.

Instead, I just learned another reason to move out from the family home.

A few days ago my dad bought us some desserts for cheap from a bakery near to his workplace (in the evenings it is always cheap before they close and this time he was lucky to bring home sotheing yummy).

Me, as I was unfortunate enough to suffer some horribly ouchy spider bites, I was not allowed to eat anything with eggs or meat or milk in it. I opted for ramen yesterday night, because it was most probably totally artificial, so I was pretty safe from dairy and other meaty products.

I have been longing for that dessert like a whole clan of Umpa-Lumpas for one measly cocoa bean. I have been eyeing it since yesterday evening, I even told it that once I got some meds for my spidey bites I would devour it.

I have been longing to eat it once I got home, tired from work. I kid you not, this kept me going today.

I come home and my mother tells me she ate my dessert to save it from getting all moldy.

I told her I was looking forward to eating it. I told her it was getting me through the day. I told her I couldn't eat it yesterday and I was counting on eating it today and why the hell did she not ask me if I wanted it or not??

She told me I could make myself pudding.

She didn't even say she was sorry.

And I'm sitting here, reduced to tears because my dessert that I was longing to eat all day was eaten before I got home.

And no. I do not want to buy one of those tomorrow. The whole purpose of the thing was to sit down after a crappy day and eat the dessert I have been craving more than a day and unwind. And also, any bakery or sweet shop is totally out of my way to work and it'd cost me precious time I could spend sleeping or doing stuff in my freetime.