September 17th, 2003



I am so mad I could spit! Do I have a bed or a desk? No. Why not? Because there was one hell of a fuck up and some buck passing that I find inexcusable. Apparently, there was a hole in the mattress that was to be delivered. So, they yanked the whole shipment and neglected to tell me. Now, I have a computer in pieces (I'm on my lap top) and a stripped mattress on the floor to sleep on tonight. Tonight was my "play online" night. I don't know if I can still do that. I can't get into chats from Proteus. So much for roleplaying with the sacrificial group.

You want to know what makes me the maddest? 20 minutes ago, I talked to someone from the delivery service who had no idea what was going on. He couldn't get in touch with the driver or find out what had happened. He promised to call me back. You know what he did? He found out what went wrong, wrote it on a note, and left it for the next shift. The man who called me back was so apologetic. He didn't know the back story but he knew something was wrong. Him, I'm not mad at. I wish water damage on the one who left me hanging. Tomorrow, everything is supposed to be fixed and delivered at noon. I think I'm going to have to work from home in the afternoon because I'm also supposed to have the remains of my move (boxes/papers) removed between noon and 3pm. Who knows when that will actually happen,.
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