Buzzkill of the Day

Yeah man. What's wrong with ballpoint?

Uni-Ball Micro. Fine point.

Word.

I am getting really pissed off and angry these days. Hence why I have not been around. This lack of job thing is fuck.

And the dog farted and it smells like shit.

Noah, focus all of your efforts on getting a job. I know that is probably easy for me to say because I'm employed, but surely you will find something if you commit to it like the search is a job itself.

I totally knew that, I had a horrible moment of absent-mindedness.

Also, there is nothing wrong with ballpoints. I love them. But that's all I ever used until I moved here, so I wanted to try out something new, and fountain pens can be great at times.

My favorite pen is a Pilot Pen/ Fine Point. You cannot write bad with it. My Mother in law introduced me to them. She keeps journals and also does a lot of other writing. When I run errands for her. These are on her list quite often. So, one day when I was gettin her pens, I decided I had to get one and give it a go. I don't think I will ever use another pen. Ever.

You guys really don't want to get me started on pens. I'm a freak.

I like all sorts of pens. Ones with sharks on, ones with cats on, ones that smell like cupcakes. My pencil case is a treasure trove of tat and it also has dinosaurs on it.

I can't breathe and it feels like there are razor blades in my throat. Every cough and sneeze is agony. Ugh.

I like Sharpie pens but they wear out quickly.

So, the main sewage line of my building decided it was clogged this morning. This is one of those things you discover when your shower suddenly fills up with the neighbors' urine and feces.

I will spare you all the rest of the story.

I would be Winner Of The Day, I believe, but any intestinal parasites I encountered today were at least microscopic.

Also. Somebody fucking owes me new throw rugs and new towels.

Dude they... pissed on your rug?

Heh. Nice.

In the most round-about way possible, yes.

It turns out I have a fucking golden staph infection in my nose. What the eff? So it IS contagious, because dad and my sister have it and now I have it and I DON'T WANT NO FUCKING ANTIBIOTICS BECAUSE YEAST INFECTIONS BLEH. So now I gotta go to the doctor and hope she gives me something mild. Or natural. Ugh.

A few of those buzzkills are TMI almost. Gross.

I know. Too lazy to go to a different thread. But I'm very sensitive to antibiotics and it takes me ages to get rid of THAT, so no thanks. All herbal here.

These are the only pens I write with. I buy them in blue, black, and red.

http://www.amazon.com/Pilot-Fine-Point-Black-31020/dp/B001GAOTSW/ref=pd_...

Oh no, I think you win. That is so disgusting, I'd sue someone for that.

The private school I went to in sixth and seventh grade would only allow us to write with fountain pens.

We had to copy the lesson every morning, after a lecture/story was given, off of the black board into our blank book in fountain pen. Everyone's hands were always covered in ink blots.

Also, that is where my love for the Romans and Aztecs came from. Hearing the mythological history, with every bit of blood and mayhem involved, in chronological order from the beginning to the fall of each civilization over the course of a school year as an hour long oral story told by a a teacher sitting on a stool in front of the class at the age of eleven and twelve. Then writing a summary of the days progression with fountain pen and ink everywhere. Stuff like that molds you and gets in your head.

When I was nine months pregnant with Trevor this happened at my house.

the plumber condescendingly told me "this usually happens because of women flushing their sanitary products"

Idiot.

Blaaaaargh! Hate these sorts of comments. People who do flush sanitary stuff and wet wipes and all the other non-flushables are total prats.

It was just ridiculous because I was very, clearly, hugely pregnant.

I suppose he thought women bleed constantly and no one ever told him pregnancy stops that, generally.

Plus, rude and none of his business.

Plus, plus, it turned out to be roots from a tree that damaged the pipes.

Haha, oh I didn't even make that connection! What a twit.

I'm pretty much planning on assassinating each of my neighbors so as to be sure to get the actual culprit. Collateral damage be damned.

I had troubles at work today. I was looking out for someone's wellbeing and they thrrew it back in my face.

My son is still sick and I have to miss yet another day of work!

Bleh!

I have a tiny zit on my nose. I look ridiculous. What a buzzkill.

Work suuuuuuuuuucks at the moment. I'm not paid enough to deal with the shit I'm supposed to sort out. And I'm tired, so bloody tired.

I think I may be getting that flu thing that's not really the flu that everyone's getting right now.

I received a Filofax 2013 diary refill for Christmas but it's the wrong size. It's my fault as I told my family I had the Pocket model when really I have the Mini one.

A new one is only about £6 but I feel like a moron!

... I admit that I am tight with money.

(This should be in the Confessions thread).

Can you exchange it?

Probably not without a receipt. I've emailed my sister to see if she still has it (doubtful!)

I don't know how things work over there, but a lot of stores over here will let you exchange an item or return it for store credit without a receipt. They usually take down your info to make sure you aren't abusing the system, but other than that it's pretty easy.

Wow, that's awesome. People are really anal about stuff like that over here.

I'll give it a go tomorrow and report back

A lot of places let me exchange things without a receipt! Some places are just tight.

It also depends if the object is still in its package or not. If yes, even without a receipt you should be able to have them take it back.

It's in the packet still, but because the area I work is evil corporations central, the only shops around are big posh chains, like John Lewis. Hopefully I will be proved wrong tomorrow. if not, I'll have to get over it.

Thank you all for humouring me about this pathetic buzzkill.

I hate going to bed early to get up at 6, I can't ever sleep all night worrying about getting up. How am I ever going to get a real job?? Impossible.

Amen.

So today I went to have a blood test. The test you have to do to check for down syndrome when you're preggers. Anyway, I went to go yesterday, but as I was driving there I realised I didn't have the buggy to put Lucy in, and I really didn't want her crawling around on the floor, and I certainly wasn't going to hold a wriggly 9 month old as they're sticking a needle into me. So I decided to go today, this morning before work, I'm trying not to inconvenience work as much as possible. Anyway, I get there and I can't find a lift, the place is upstairs. So I went to the doctor's reception on the ground level to ask where the lift is. There is no lift. So I say I'll carry the buggy up, the receptionist tells me not to because the stairs are very steep, and I think she's right too, I am still recovering from a sprained knee. So I say I'll just carry Lucy up with me, they said I could leave the buggy down stairs with them. The lady says not to worry and she'll call upstairs and ask if someone can come down. I'm suprised they'll do this and say "Oh great, thanks!."
Anyway the blood lady comes down, obviously grupmy, takes one looks at me looks even grumpier...lips in a thin cross line and says:
"What's wrong with you? Whay couldn't you go up the steps? This is only for people that can't go up the steps you know...it will be good when they put that lift in." But she said all this so meanly.
I'm very tired, stressed and hormonal at the moment and I started crying.
She asks me why I'm crying, and I tell her "Well I found you really rude."
There are people around and someone kind of smiles at her, that makes me more pissed off and upset! I'm balling my eyes out at this point.
She gets a little nicer and someone gives me a tissue. She takes my blood and as she does she's going on about how busy they are and how her feet hurt and how I should go in the afternoon next time because they are so busy.
I'm just crying.
It made me cry all morning. I got a coffee and the coffee girl saw I was upset and gave me hug! (She was so sweet.)

Stupid bitchy woman ruined my day.

Phuck that phlebotomist right in the eye!

Buck-up, little posie! We got your back.

Aww I can't stand that. What a bitch. I would have scolded her.

Deathhugs Sarah.

Literally worse than Hitler.

I'm sorry she was so rude. You didn't deserve that.

She is a bloody bitch. You are such a sweetie, and don't need crappy attitudes ruining your day. You are getting ready to multiply into something awesome. Concentrate on how much more awesome the world will be, very soon. Taking over the world, one Sarah at a time!

Awww, Sarah, you did not deserve that treatment at all. I'm glad coffee girl was nice to you.

Exceptionally rude.

If you like I will come punch her in the ovaries for you.

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with people? Superhug for Sarah! <3

Bitch! At least the coffee girl made it a bit better.