Horrible Day….Here is How it Went Down

I’m hesitant to even write this post given the day I’ve had and the hot messes I’ve encountered. Ever have one of those days? Don’t answer that, of course you have. They blow.

First of all, came into work with this little gem waiting for me:

In addition to copying God, the Pope and Barack Obama, she felt it reasonable to copy my boss. Considering this issue has been an issue for 7 months, I wasn’t in a hurry to fix it. I fixed it and let Hagatha know it was complete. It’s just people like this that drive me INSANE, copying everyone in lieu of just sending me another e-mail with “Hey, wanted to follow up on this…” What an ass hole.

The next issue was when my boss took a task assigned to me and gave it to a co-worker. This was after I had responded that I had been slammed with other priorities and while not a hard task, it was time consuming so admittingly I was putting it off. Regardless, I committed to completing it this afternoon. The boss promptly responded back by delegating it to the co-worker. 10 minutes later I hear her retelling the events to a co-worker just loud enough so I could hear, but quiet enough that if I said something, I would sound like the paranoid one. Her version of it was I didn’t do it because I found it too time consuming and complicated so now she was burden with the task.

I wanted to tell her that thanks to a recent f-up on her part, I was taking the time to fix a similar task. But I’m not an ass hole and not one to throw someone under the bus. I figure some people are their own worst enemy and eventually they will throw themselves under the bus.

My sons and I had a dental appointment at 6 PM this evening. I left for my 24 mile drive at 4:57 thinking this would allow enough time to get home, gather the boys and make the appointment. Because God and the universe forget how to drive when it rains, my GPS put me home, not even at the dentist, at 6:05.

I called the Dentist to see if it would be ok if we were 15 minutes late. The Receptionist had a voice similar to what I would imagine one of the Sweet Valley Twins would have. She put me on hold to see if the Dental Hygienist was ok with this development.

“Um, she said that would be fine but I wanted to make you aware that you have a substantial balance.” She responded.

“How much?”

“$514.18.”

“I’m sorry, did my sons purchase dentures when I wasn’t looking?”

“It’s just from little balances that insurance didn’t take care of. So when do you think you could pay it?”

Growing more annoyed, I said anything just to shut her up.

“How about half today then half in a month?”

“Ok, well that’s fine. You’ve been patients here for a few years so that is fine.”

‘Oh thank you Brittany, thank you SO MUCH for approving this payment arrangement. The Kardashians called and they would like their voice back.’

10 minutes later I realized we would be even later than 15 minutes so I called back to reschedule. I thought I got Sweet Valley Twin again but instead it was her sister and even more annoying. I alerted them that we would have to reschedule.

“I don’t know who you talked to but do you know you have a balance of $514.18 on your account?”

“Yes, the last person I spoke to alerted me of this.”

“We sent you letters, do you still live at blah, blah, blah?” She asked condescendingly.

“Yes, I’m sure you sent them, we suck.”

“Um, so like, when do you think you could pay this?”

At this point I was about to loose my shit with her. I took a deep breath and said, “I told the last girl that I would pay half of it at the next visit then the other half a month later.”

“Well you could just pay it now?” She challenged.

I was annoyed with her pushiness.

“I can’t, I’m driving.”

Clearly not picking up on my agitation, she responded in a snotty, almost sing song kind of way with, “well you could just pay it when you get home?”

I politely lost my shit.

“Look, I’ve had a really, really bad day. Tell you what? I promise you that within the next week I will call you to pay this stupid bill. Calling you back is the LAST thing I want to do.”

At last she got it.

To voice my frustrations, here is the text I sent my husband on my way home:

So how was everyone else’s day? (Forced smile, trying not to explode) 🙂