I want to talk about my shitty day for just a moment.
Initially I was stoked for today. It was my off day so I got up at a decent time, painted my finger nails and even did laundry. I even took an hour to crimp my hair which looked so cute.
Then I decided to go to dinner with some coworkers at Applebees because I thought it would be cool and fun. Wrong.
First of all, I had only hung out with two of the people who were going to be at this dinner outside of work. Whitney and “Tony.” Whitney is one of my good friends who I really enjoy hanging out with and the other who is a complete fucking moron majority of the time. I’ve only seen him once outside of work, and I was kind of hoping it would be my last. ANYWAY
I decided to stay in my car until Whitney got there because she’s the one who invited me. So as I’m getting out of my car I leave the keys in the ignition and lock my door. So cool, I’m locked out of my car. At least it wasn’t running this time.
Then the actual dinner. Huuu. Harrison called me right as I sat down at the table so Whitney told me to tell him to come too because she likes Harrison. Well, he gets here last and sits infront of the boyfriend of another girl I work with. And this guy was a complete asshole. When we all get our food he actually takes Harrison’s food from infront of him and sets it beside him because for some fucking reason he thinks the server brought him two orders of boneless chicken wings… I still don’t understand why he did this. I could have killed him. He just LOOKED like a douche bag. Then the server comes back and is like…. “Yo, I think that’s his food,” talking about Harrison. No shit, you stupid, redneck, incompentet FUCK. He didn’t even apologise or say sorry or anything to Harrison. I really wanted to ring his neck. Sometimes I really want to cry for Harrison because of the way that don’t know him treat him. It makes me sick. It isn’t fair.
So then I got a headache. And that sucked. (It’s gone now after some liquid gels.) And Andrea and Courtney came to Applebees after we ate to help me break into my car. So that worked out.
I then went to my sister’s house for a little bit and then came home whereupon I wanted to soak the day away in a nice bubble bath like I do pretty much every night. To prepare for my bath, I always run the water and set my iPad on the edge of the tub because yes, I like to surf the web in the bathtub because being in the bathtub makes everything better including Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, and even Netflix. (Special thanks to Lauren for that luxury, life as improved so much.) So anyway, I didn’t really realize Friskey, my pathetic, over-weight excuse for a cat, was in my room. Subconsciously I knew she was in my room, but I just don’t dedicate every thought to things like… “Oh, Friskey is walking from my vanity into the bathroom, I wonder what she’s gonna be up to in there.” So I’m just minding my own business while the tub is slowly but surely filling up. And then I hear this heart dropping splash and a thud and I see Friskey dart out of my bathroom.
There it was, my brand new iPad 2, the love of my life… sinking to the bottom of the tub. It was completely underwater. My heart seriously felt like it stopped. I think I now know how Rose felt when she saw Jack going down. Or pretty close, anyway. Cause really, my iPad is like the closest thing I have to a significant other. Luckily, my cat-like reflexes kicked in, and I think I was able to save it. I dried it off really quickly. The speakers are still working and everything, I’m just too nervous to plug it in to see if it will charge. My day as sucked enough, I’ll try tomorrow.
Well, if you read this far I applaud and thank you. On a lighter, more violent note… I would punch someone in the throat right now for a spoonful of Nutella.