Wednesday, July 22, 2009

[Brenda] And The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

*Sniff* Shove over Alexander...

This isn't meant as a pity party for myself but damn it, I'm pissed. I just heard back from one of the places I last interviewed. I got the close but no cigar e-mail. According to the e-mail, I was a, "top candidate for the post" but they, "decided to go with someone else." Piss!

All I know is that they had me waiting for about a month and after two interviews I get a big ole, "wah-wah" and it sucks ass! I really had high hopes for that position. I really thought I had that one in the bag. Talk about a fecking letdown. Grrr... Not to mention that I am now feeling a significant financial pinch. My Mom needed a new computer. Her old one was screeching at her and just not cooperating and kept going to the blue screen of death, regularly. Since I'm the closest one to her, I was able to go shopping with her. WE found her a good deal and I put it on my card. My brother's are supposed to reimburse me since I'm the one who's sans job. The problem is, they have yet to pay me back and the bill due date is coming up soon. I don't mind paying the minimum on it but I don't want that figure just lingering there on my credit card for a while. I have worked too damn hard to get that biotch down to a $0. balance and damn it, I'd like to keep it that way.

So yeah, all of these things and some other minor, normally unimportant, yet strangely irritating things are all adding up to one funked up, angry day. It was so bad that I actually wanted to smoke. Not a 'perhaps a cigarette will make things better,' kind of an urge. I'm talking a, 'surrender the cancer sticks or I'll run you over with my car and laugh about it,' kind of an urge. Luckily Aaron didn't have one in his hand when I told him about this (yeah you read that right... don't ask). Lord only knows what I would have done to him. But yeah, he was good enough to use his superpower to get me smiling and yes, even laughing.

I still feel like poo. But at least I'm not feeling too upset and potentially homicidal any more.


Optimistic Pessimist said...

when you quit smoking and something stressful comes up it is soooo hard not to stat up again. It took me a few years to completely stop. At least you're tying and that's what counts!

Dizzy Vizzy said...

HUGS!!! It wil get better - really!!

BeeOhVee said...

Danke for the votes of confidence. :) It does help.