Rant

Q: What kind of mechanic/barber/post office/motor registry is open extended hours on the weekend? A: A profitable one. Let me spend my money, bastards!

and the day started so well… * * * I’d had a long day at work, with the weekly meeting running way over time. I’d rushed to the station, only to find the train had been delayed 10 minutes. It didn’t get better, as the train was stopped at a later station for nearly 15 minutes more before we actually were getting anywhere. I still had work to do at home, a conference call, and I was just tired. ...

I want to be rich enough that an overnight 10% jump in petrol prices doesn’t faze me in the least. I wouldn’t even have to skimp on the caviar. Until then… bloody hell >.< $50 for half a tank of fuel?! Are you crazy? *most reluctantly hands over cash*

Gods, even when I’m speaking they turn it into “Karen”. I recieved 3 letters in the last week with Karen instead of my carefully spelt name (“Obviously someone screwed up typing it because the a and e keys are like practically next to each other. Oh they screwed up this mister stuff as well.”), and on top of this lazy ass f#$ks at work in the IT Support side of things like to read what they expect. Sample exchange: ...