Even though I'm not technically working Fridays, I always get Friday morning phone calls from the office. This last one* just prevented me from canceling my newegg order and buying something through amazon. So now I'm spending $20 to get a card expedited for delivery Monday, two days after I need it. Meanwhile, my crappy computer is still making me crazy and preventing me from doing my job.
I just hate my life right now. Every last bit of it.
I want to go home, but I don't know where that is.
* Or maybe it happened during the call that immediately followed it, in which Paul was yelling at me and calling me irrational for wanting to cancel my order and buy something from Amazon for delivery Saturday. I may be at the end of my rope right now, but there really wasn't anything irrational about that decision, so wtf?