Day 66 & 67 (Part One)

This weekend was fun. I hung out with my non-FSU friends all weekend, going to clubs, playing cards and just hanging out and watching TV, that was all fun stuff. I was introduced to a new TV series that is great called Life on Mars, the series is complete now but a friend has recorded them so I am going to have a chance to catch up with it in my free time.

With regards to Day 67 Part One, It's only noon now, but I have already had enough happen today that I thought I would blog about it.

It's Monday. I got home last night around 2am. At 6:00am the fire alarm goes off in the building. The siren is just outside my bedroom door and the sound it makes is so sickening that it could actually be used as a torture device. It's horrible. It momentarily goes off, but then it resumes. So I have to fumble around 1/2 dressed, get some pants on and my bag and HOPE that it's not an actual fire so that I don't get burned up while I am trying to make myself decent since I have to go out into the street. Needless to say when I got downstairs the night security informed me that it was a false alarm. Someone was cooking with Olive Oil at 6am and burned it and that is what set it off. $#&*£@ is what I want to say. This happens SO often and it is always some inconsiderate person who puts something on the stove and then fails to watch it properly or is too dense to open the vent in the kitchen when they are cooking.

Anyways, I went back upstairs and fell back asleep -- for an hour. At which point someone was knocking on the door. So, I had to get dressed AGAIN and go see who was there. By the time I got up and to the door they were gone. $#&*£@ again!

So, I go back to bed again for what seems like a minute and then the alarm goes off. And I am at work. So, now here is the situation...My roommate asked me to switch my day off with her at the beginning of the month. I really didn't want to do it because my birthday is 29/8 and I would like to have a long weekend as I was originally scheduled to do so. However being the far too nice and conciliatory person that I seem to be with her I agreed. As it turned out, the day I agreed to swap with her my bosses decided to close the library anyways so she got the day off. So, I asked her to switch with me on Sept 2 so that I would have more than one day off this week. Her response was I don't want to have to work 2 Sundays in a row. She suggested that she would work 1/2 the day which to me is still SHIT. Unbelievable. I sent her an email back that said, Oh, well I simply thought that since I was doing YOU a favor by switching my day off with you that you would do the same for me, but I see how it is. So, don't worry about it. What I didn't say was that I am not going to do her any more favors. I am over it. I checked my schedule and I have already conceded far more days off to her than she has for me and I am just over it. No more favors.

So if that didn't already have me irritated, there is still more to be annoyed about. My boss just came back from vacation today. While he has been out, I think I have been doing an OK job with the office stuff. Anyways a student came in and they had an issue with a misspelled name on their account and I corrected it which was apparently the wrong thing to do. Then right in front of the student he jumped down my throat to correct me. I guess this is a British thing, but in the US, generally you are pulled aside and corrected about things that you do wrong and this really made me look like a total incompetent ass in front of this other person, not to mention about 2 inches tall as well.

After all that, I just wanted to get away from the office for a bit to re-collect what's left of my nerves, but I wasn't able to go to lunch because they have to do an orientation. So I will just have to sit here and be miserable for a bit longer.

You know what? This is probably TMI but I am not even PMSing this is just a really shit day. To top it off. I found my 3rd gray hair this week (aggh!).

I can't believe that in 9 days I will be 32 years old.

Can the day get any worse?

I'll let you know later.

~Jenn