omFg!!!
What a day.
Things started going wrong as soon as I left the house. I got about halfway to work when I realized FUCK! I forgot my cell phone. Normally this wouldn't be a huge problem but since I was leaving from work to go to Milwaukee, this was kind of a problem. I don't particularly like driving long distances (not that GB to Milwaukee is a very long distance, but it's long enough) without my phone. And I didn't have my phone tonight. And not having my phone today will end up being a problem.
I get to work, everything is kosher. Over the lunch hour, I called the apartment manager to let her know the fax number for work so that she could get a verification of employment. After giving her the number, she asks if I'd gotten her earlier message, which I hadn't, so she said I needed to call WE-Energies to get my electric turned on...for moving in tomorrow. Double fuck...but, without my cell phone, it was virtually impossible to make said phone call, I only had a 15 minute break at 3pm (spending only 15 minutes on a customer service line is virtually impossible...). I figured I could probably call when I got home from work - not a big deal. Leaving GB around 5:15, I anticipated getting home before 7.
I didn't, however, get the memo that people were going to drive 20 mph on both Hwy 172 and I-43 for periods of time. Nor did I get the memo to drive like 80 mph as to not get rear-ended. And I guess I missed the memo that says it takes way-too-fucking-long to get a Coke at a gas station because there is only one cashier working and they're like, renewing a hunting license or something (this is rural Wisconsin at its finest, folks!). And I didn't really want to pay $2.99/gallon for my gas.

Side note: I was going through stuff tonight and I found a REALLY funny picture of a gas station in Madison back in May, 2001. The owner of the gas station had cited the following prices-
Reg Unleaded: 1.72
Premium: A.RM
Super: L.EG
Okay, that's hilarious, because I'm guessing ARM = 1.82, and LEG = 1.92...ah, if only...

So after waiting too long to buy a freaking Coke, almost getting rear-ended, paying too much for gas, I made my way back to the highway, where despite the Coke and the endless amounts of great music in my iPod, I almost died once again when some stupid chick decided to (after I put on my turn signal to change lanes because I was going behind the SLOWEST truck in the world) try and speed up but ended up just driving the same speed as me and at the same place in the road, making it virtually impossible to change lanes even though I was getting deathly close to hitting the truck. So I put on my brakes, the guy behind me almost rear-ended ME, and the truck got on the off ramp and the same stupid chick CUT ME OFF! Man, talk about road rage ..... !!!!
I must have missed the last memo that said drive 5mph on Lake Drive. It was our very own fucking parade. And then the parade leaders found their destination and decided to parallel park WITHOUT WAITING FOR THE REST OF THE PARADE TO PASS! Stooooopid fucker in a van almost hit me while they were parallel parking (even though I was waaaaaaaaay over the yellow lane markers).
Miraculously, I made it home in one piece.
And then I find out that oh no, the suckiness isn't over yet...
My dad took Bear to the vet on Monday to see how the vet thought she was doing. Unfortunately, Bear was not doing so well, and Bear is no longer with us. So, for the rest of the night I've been on-and-off in tears. At first I was angry, like, how could they not tell me that MY cat was dead?? But she was put to sleep on Monday, and Monday was the first stressful day of my job. I needed the whole week just to adjust to the routine (I'm still not adjusted), and I think periodically bursting into tears around people I don't know because my cat died would probably have not been the best thing. Not to mention I don't think my concentration level would have been that high, and I had enough trouble focusing as it was. So, I'm really glad they didn't tell me. I didn't ask when I talked to my parents this week either. I think I knew, but I didn't want to confirm it.
I miss my cat...:-(
In the meantime, I had to call the electric company. For the 35 minutes I spent with their automated voice messages telling me that someone would be with me shortly, I looked at pictures of my cat and cried more, and I never did end up talking to anyone from the electric company (35 minutes of their background music was far too much).
Aside from missing my cat, and crying about that on and off, today was just more amusing than bad (well, except for that stupid chick that cut me off).
But I packed my bed into the moving truck, intending that my sister was going to stay at a friend's apartment, but she just came home - so, no bed.
Ah, let's hope tomorrow I succeed in getting the rest of my stuff packed and electricity turned on in my apartment!
Oh, but I do have my official address now, so if anyone wants it - let me know!! :)
- posted by L. @ 12:17 AM