I am the worst fucking mood. I seriously want to hurt someone. I am angry and frustrated and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I don’t think anything in particular kicked it off. I’m overtired, but this still seems pretty unreasonable.
My sister seems to have given out my phone number … again. I got them to stop calling for a long time and now the creditors are calling like crazy again. I’m really angry. Given that I had already reached the conclusion that having anything to do with her is unhealthy I feel like this is just an extra slap in the face to remind me of why I don’t want to have her in my life. She is not capable of having her bad decisions affect only her. I realize that people end up having bill collectors calling for all kinds of good reasons and that not everyone in debt is a shitty person. My sister hasn’t felt like working in over a year so she hasn’t. She truly is getting harassed because she makes shit-tastic decisions and I’m fucking sick of them becoming my problem.
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH
Today I opened up facebook to see my sister post:
Mommy is coming today!!! Gawd I miss my Mom!! Can’t wait to see what her acerbic witt comes up with this time. She blows into town and starts giving all the kids crap if they’re not doing what they’re supposed to do. Which means I don’t have to be the only bad guy (that they actually listen to) for the next week. …They love Grammie – she’s as whacked as we are… =P
I…
I’m tempted to throw together a bag and get out of town. I have no fucking idea where I would go but it would be awfully convenient to say when she calls (cause she will) “Oh… I’m out of town. Sorry.”
fuck it.
There is this one customer service guy who keeps calling to check up on the computer. The computer that isn’t here. When I tell him it isn’t here he is really snotty and asks when it will be here. When I tell him I don’t know he scoffs. You know that scoffing noise in the back of the throat? I’m really tempted to tell him he is a fucking asshole and I want to talk to his manager. Part of the problem is he is calling from India and I can’t understand him. The problem isn’t his accent, the problem is the quality of the phone call. I can barely hear him and when I ask him to speak up he gets really rude. He has called three times. I think I hate him.