The dryer decided that it would scream. A high pitched banshee wail that drills into the ears and makes your brain bleed. You know? Dryers aren’t supposed to make that noise. So, there are clothes hanging in our “library”. They have to dry some where and in the maw of a dying banshee just doesn’t seem like a good idea. Who knows? Maybe banshees are kinder to fabrics then I think they are, but I don’t fucking care if they are when they make noises like that. No idea what’s wrong with the thing. Hopefully, Monkey can work his furry magic and silence the beast so that we can keep using it.
So, there’s that.
The quest for a hub has finally been completed. Think that was a week adventure of waiting. Poor Monkey. Nothing like telling people that you’ll be there at some point during the day on a given day and then not showing up. Don’t they realize that most people work the same hours that they do? That would mean that people would have to take a day off to get this kind of shit done. And then to call and be all like, sorry going to have to do it another day. Seriously, fuck that. I don’t care that you over booked yourself. Get your ass over here and get the job done. Then day 2 (or was it 3?)comes on the day when it is all crap weather. I swear the snow was like sand. Crazy shit. And well, we were on the priority list, but he didn’t come. Course not, the roads were shit. Well, he did finally show up yesterday. I can’t stand it when people make an appointment and then blow it off. This kind of service is known for it too. How do they get away with running their business this way? It’s serious bullshit. If we’re running late in health care, we still have to see everyone. That’s how it should be. You make an appointment with someone, you keep it (even if you’re late!).
Then the rain came and poured all over that weird sand snow. Now there is this strange slushy ice crap on everything. Made the roads super fun to drive on. Yippies. But I got everywhere I was going safe and sound. Drive like a turtle.