Friday Freaks

Boy has it been a busy couple of days. My last post I was up late...well up late turned into up very early...I didn't fall asleep until 4:45 in the morning and had to be up at 8:30. Let me tell you when I don't get enough sleep I am the world's biggest bitch. And boy was I bitchy on all day Wednesday. I couldn't even stand my own damn company, and that is saying a lot because I am my own biggest fan.

Unfortunatly I was correct about the man who owns the scuba shop. He has been a Sr. Vice President at the company he works for over the last 18 years, goes into work on Monday, and that evening they told him that they were changing around the Vice Presidents as the new CEO of personal wanted a change and his services were no longer needed. What bastards. I'm glad I stayed around for the day with him. Poor man has had a very awful year and really needed a friend that day.

So here it is Friday...yayyyyyyyy, however I don't have normal weeks owning my own business and am booked up with Jewelry shows non-stop for the Christmas season. I had a show last night got home late..after unwinding it was rather late when I get in bed so I'm trying to sleep in this morning, and the phone rings. I of course answer it, figuring it was my handsome hubby saying hello or Burfica giving me an obsene phone call or should that be vice versa, but no it's a telemarketer. WTF I'm on the no call list.
I try to be polite to the person on the other end of the phone as they are usually just someone that is trying to earn a living, so this morning I nicely cut him off in mid sentance, something about time shares or something...and told him, I know you are doing your job and I respect that however I am on the no call list and would like for you to have my number removed from all call lists associated with YOUR company and the company you are making the calls for. This little F**$ing moron goes well okay mame but let me tell you about blah blah blah...I once again nicely told him to have my numbers removed and he started his blah blah blah again...Now I've become the raging hydra who's heads are multiplying at an alarming rate. I make the very loud snorting sound that you hear in most horror movies. My head begins to spin at a frantic rate around on my shoulders....and I swear I climbed through the phone to rip of this fellas head and use his skull for sex. Holy Crap...how dense can they be. I blew my stack at this guy big time. Now I'm all wore out and need a nap. Grrrrrrrrrr

My Doctors office called and told me I'm not dying or anything. That's always a good sign...but I did figure I was breathing, the heart was beating so things couldn't be to bad. He doesn't think I have another hernia, so that is also good but he told me my bowels were spasming..I'm thinking to myself if that's happening doesn't it just mean you have to go poop...but apparelty it's something he's not seen in someone else (go figure me the over acheiver has something WEIRD) so anyway I'll be on medication awhile to see if that helps me not feel like or actually hurling everything that goes in my mouth. I'm so happy I can share all these visuals with my new family...hehehehehe

WTF is it with the cops in my city and there is a little fender bender...the car can move under it's own power...and be moved out of the main flow of traffic, but the wonderful men in blue (and I do have the upmost respect for police) but these guys have to stand around during RUSH hour with all lanes blocked waiting for a damn wrecker when all they have to do is move the car 5 feet under it's own power into a turn lane opening up the main flow of traffic. BUT noooooooo they wait for the wrecker...2 frigging hours to get 8 miles. Sighhhh maybe I'm tired and bitchy again.