Last week was a bad week for me. I’d like to speak specifically about how my Wednesday morning started. My alarm went off at 8:30 that morning and I proceeded to haul ass out of bed to get ready for work. Hopped in the shower, got out, got dressed and was out the door by 9:30. That morning, I was particularly excited because I had just gone to the market the night before and bought some pizza Lunchables. You know, the ones we all ate as kids, where we got to create our own mini pizzas with the pizza sauce, cheese, and pepperoni? Yeah, well I was looking forward to eating this in my cubicle. So, when I got to work, the first thing I did after I put my purse away was tear the package of Lunchables open. I pretended like I was Iron Chef as I sat at my desk and carefully spread the pizza sauce on my little round saucers of dough. After that was perfect, I spread cheese all over these mini UFOs of delicious goodness. Now, I didn’t like to eat these things raw so I always had the habit of microwaving them first. That way, it’d taste just like real pizza. So after I was done designing my little pizzas, I walked over to the microwave and put them in for a minute. Yeah, big mistake. The damn plate of pizza blew up in the microwave, causing an explosion of sauce and cheese. But dude, I still wanted to eat the damn things so after I cleaned up the microwave, I put a paper towel over the pizzas and walked over to my desk. Now, why would I put a paper towel over the plate? Because I was embarassed to walk to my cubicle with exploded pizza on a plate at 10:30 in the morning.
As I got to my desk, I thought to myself, well…it’s not so bad that they exploded. I just have ugly mini pizzas. WRONG. I tried to lift up the paper towel to eat my pizza and guess what? THE FREAKING PAPER TOWEL GOT STUCK TO THE CHEESE AND WHEN I TORE OFF THE PAPER TOWEL, ALL THE CHEESE GOT PULLED OFF. Now, I sat there with exploded pizza with no cheese.
This was when I knew I was going to be having a bad day.
Yeah, it gets worse. After lunch, I got a call from the insurance company stating that their insured was claiming that I had rear-ended him, instead of him reversing into me. So quick update for those that don’t know, three weeks ago I pulled up in the parking lot of my work and a car was sitting in front of me. I didn’t exactly know what he was doing so I stopped behind him and waited for him to move or do something. So this car had passed the first row of parking spots, and I guess he saw a space that he wanted to get into. Instead of looking behind him, the jerk reverses full speed and hits my car. Yeah, I honked. No, he didn’t hear me. So we exchanged information. End of story, fast forward to the present.
After I got the call from his insurance company, I was so pissed that I went upstairs to find him. (He works with me.) When I got to his cubicle I told him calmly that I had heard back from his insurance company and was wondering why he was saying that I rear-ended him when he hit me. You know what the bastard said? “Because, I was parked, and you ran into me”. MOFUCKA WHATD YOU SAY?! So my reply was, “Are you serious? You’re kidding me, right?” Before it escalated any further, I walked away. And as I was walking away, he calls out, “HEY, LETS TAKE THIS TO HR”. Douchebag takes me to HR and says I’m pestering him over a personal issue at work, and tries to get me fired.
UGH. I’m so pissed just typing all this out.
Anyway, to top it all off, a couple hours later, this girl I work with came up to me after I grabbed a couple of papers from the printer and says to me, “Hey Jennifer, did you happen to accidentally take some of my papers?” Gee thanks, I’ve only been working here for what, 8 months and you STILL don’t know my name?!
Yes, so that is all. That was the day my pizza exploded.
More stories to come later, must sleep early. I hope I have WordPress figured out.
Hi all, just testing this thing out. Not sure how to use WordPress yet…but I’ll figure it out…
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