Tired, petulant and ranting

Listening To: absolutely nothing.

Today started off well.

My alarm clock goes off at 6 AM so I can get ready to go to work for 7:30. Unfortuneately, this morning, instead of hitting the snooze button, I accidentally turned it off. So I didn't wake up until 7:25. And I was 10 minutes late for work. Thankfully, my supervisor wasn't in today, so no inquiries. Donut wasn't there today, or yesterday either. Donut is the pinch-faced, over-medicated crazy old woman I work with at the factory. Seriously, she takes more pills than my grandmother (who takes like a freaking rainbow of pills). She's a nice lady, but let's face it: she's a few bananas short of a full bunch.

Then I had to rush home to get ready to go to my other job for 5 PM. While I'm doing the 100 metre dash to the bathroom, FDR (my brother, not the American president) is saying that I have to take him and his girlfriend (who lives like 15 minutes from our house and away from the main highway) to the mall with me. So I have to drive douchebag out to the middle of nowhere to get his girlfriend and then get back onto the main road and to the highway. But they make me take a short cut. I'm get to the mall and meet my boss who's coming out of the doors just as I'm heading in. 2 minutes late. Not bad (and not like my mall boss cares).

But then I have to drive FDR's girlfriend home. In the dark. On the crappiest road of life. Covered in snow. But no one bothered to tell me I had to until after the mall closed. And no one says thanks. No one even said 'hello' to me when we got home. Mati and Pati (my slangified versions of the Latin words for mother and father) were too busy on F-book (Facebook, otherwise known as Face-B).


On a lighter side, I mailed my application for university today (I've only had like 3 months to do it, but whatever).