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And throw in any other good cussin’ you can think of.  Not sure if things are just catching up with me or the 11-8 shift just sucks ASS or I’m still not 100% used to TC’ing or my phone is broken and Best Buy is full or morons, or all of the above, but dayum, I HAVE HAD IT tonight.

All the clients today were extra stupid with a side of dumbass.  Don’t give me attitude when I am trying to HELP you.  I have to ask you questions and if you know how to do your job (bad assumption, I know), then you should be able to answer them.  I am not asking for the fucking formula to compute terminal velocity of your ass when I chuck it out a window - I am asking you read the shit on the screen to me.  And do NOT ask me to talk about future versions of the software - they’re in the damn future and when we get there, I can tell you about it THEN.

I closed 10 calls today.  Ten.  That’s it.  That’s after closing 43 calls on Monday & Tuesday.  Yes, that likely has contributed to my less than spectacular mood.  Hell, I might as well have not even gone to work for 10 calls.  Our consultants are also trying really hard to give me an ulcer.  Don’t call and say “the client has escalated the problem to the VP dude” and expect that I can fix it any faster.  Broken is broken.  If telling the VP would make a solution materialize faster, hell, I’d call him personally about every call I got!

Best Buy had the phone I wanted on display, but not in stock.  They offered me a different one and said I could bring it back Saturday and trade it…  Um, I don’t think so.  , they don’t even HAVE your phone model there anymore.  So, it’s off to Radio Shack tomorrow morning to see if I can find what I want there.  Otherwise, I have to order from Sprint and pray that my phone doesn’t die before it gets here.  I do at least have a list of models that I like at the ready. 

I am also just really tired, and feeling a touch overwhelmed by ohh, everything.  Which is probably 99% of my problems this evening.  I know everything will shake out, it will all be fine, the various and sundry paperwork will get done, things will be settled, I will get a new phone, I will close a shitload of calls the rest of this week, I will get more used to telecommuting the more I do it, nobody is going to foreclose on the house because I just made up a number and sent the bank a check**, I have plenty of time to get to the bank and transfer some money, and even if I don’t, I have a massive overdraft available if needed, I will eventually get my computer HERE, and it will all work out.  It will all work out.  It will all work out. 

The most infuriating part of everything is that everyone says, “If you need anything, just call” - and they all TOTALLY mean it - but there isn’t really much of anything that most folks can do!  I would love nothing more than to be able to give everyone just *one* little thing they could do!  Unless someone wants to come over and fill out paperwork for me. ;)

Message on the answering maching yesterday - apparently the lawn service is starting next week… (This is legit, it’s the folks my Mom used last year.)  This in addition to another lawn service calling to follow up on an estimate they did literally the week before my Mom died.  Last year’s lawn people did a fine job, I have no problems w/them continuing, but now I have to call service #2 and tell them they’ve lost by default, and call service #1 and make sure they don’t try and bill a defunct credit card for the work.  (And actually, now that I think about it, remembering what service #1 cost and #2’s estimate, they would have lost anyway.)

GOOD NEWS - little bro found his birth certificate.

**I can’t find the most recent mortgage statement, and I know the escrow amount for taxes has changed in the past couple months, so I don’t have the *exact* payment amount.  I ended up just adding a couple hundred bucks to the payment amount on the most recent statement I could find to be totally on the safe side.

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