:: Venting Insanity ::

:: Friday, August 01, 2003 ::

luck o' the irish? fat chance...
Yesterday was a very bad day. I seem to have the worst luck lately.

I'm researching how to do that stupid macro on the web, and someone (who's obviously clueless as to what I was doing) snitched. So, I got fired. Nice, right? I tried to explain myself, but it didn't seem to go anywhere, so I just left.

There were other reasons I'm sure that Ken decided he felt it wasn't working out. My cell phone had gone off a few times. The company is very anti-cell-phone. I probably looked really bored, since I was working on the script so much. No one had a clue as to what I was doing anyway. I was probably the only computer programmer in the place. Ken didn't even like to use e-mail. Go figure. But, if people are going to be watching over my shoulder, maybe it's I'm better I'm out of there anyway. Especially if they're not going to understand something I can do. I had a lot of potential to offer them, they just didn't know what to do with it. If they want to keep their bass ackward ways, then let them.

Of course, Dad suggested a few ways I could try to get something along the lines of a contract out of them to do a new record keeping system for them, but I don't know if I want to bother. They use outdated software and I don't have a machine I can write stuff for them on anymore. I'd have to set up another machine with their versions just to make sure it works right for them.

talk about spontaneous
When I got home, I called back Linouse. She said that the reason she had called Wednesday was to see if I could get in to meet with her last night. I looked at the time. I had left the office early, so I could do it. So, I agreed, called Dad to meet me, and quickly got changed. Once I had all my stuff together, I headed off. Dad and I met up at the station near where he works and then easily found the building once we got into the city.

what do you mean i have to register?
So, we take the elevator up and the guy meets us there. He asks us to sign in. I'm like, "sign in?" I thought I was there for a meeting, not some silly seminar for some pyramid scheme. Well, Linouse is no where around and we're early anyway, so we shrug, say, "What the heck?" and head in. Besides it was a lot cooler in the other room.

We end up sitting through the seminar and Linouse seems only interested in recruiting me as one of her pyramid scheme flunkies or something. I'm so not into that. I really don't want to get involved in customer service, life insurance, or financial services. I'm not going to school for a Computer Science degree to sell life insurance.

Dad and I skipped out early, saying we had to catch a train.

good irish dinner
We went across the street, since both of us were starving. There's a place called Triple Crown. We head in. It's a nice place. Very clean. We sit down and our waitress comes over, asking if we want drinks. I nearly died from the cuteness. She had the cutest Irish accent ever! Turns out, she's studying here for a while. She's spending two years on the road, one here and one in Australia.

Anyway, we both had really great dinners. They were extremely filling. Dad had bangers and mash, and I had the stew. The meals were so filling that neither of us felt anything from the beers we had. Usually, I get a bit buzzed from two Killian's, but I didn't feel anything. Dad had two pints of Guiness. We both walked out of there full and sober. It was cool.

so much for one good thing...
So, we had a really great dinner. Even the rain couldn't bother me at that point. The whole atmosphere in the pub cheered me up. We walked along, headed into Penn Station, and went to get my ticket back to Hicksville. Dad would then drive me back to Ronkonkoma to get my car. I go digging through my bag.

Where's my wallet?

It's not there.

Sunglasses, lotion, make-up, keys... no wallet.

$#1+!

A quick retracing of the day, the only answer I could come up with is that I dropped it while I was doing my make-up on the train between Ronkonkoma and Hicksville. Nononononononono... this is SO not good. I, of course, begin to panic. Dad gives me cash for the ticket home (I could have used a check, but I wasn't thinking clearly enough to do that). I nearly cried.

I lost my fecking wallet. How stupid of me is that?

randomness strikes again
So, we get on the train, I'm really upset. Then, by some strange stroke of luck, I see the same conductor on the train that we had on the way in. She recognizes me (since I had asked her what car we were in so I could tell Dad where I was), but she hadn't found my wallet.

necessary crappiness
So, I get home, Dad calls Amoco (I had his gas card in there), I call Astoria Federal about my debit MC, never mind about the Sam's Club card (it's expired and costs $45 to renew, now... hence the reason it's still expired)... Today, I called the LIRR Lost and Found to see if it was turned in. The guy said to call back again in a few days. I went to the DMV and got a temporary license and ordered a new one to be mailed to me. I'm going to have to call Patty Hassell and order a new Grand Cross card for Rainbow, too.

Argh.

on the otherhand
I got a new cell phone, but I'm debating taking it back. I have to find the box from my old one and see if they can switch the service back or something. I don't know. All of a sudden, I'm getting a worse signal than ever now. My old phone was bad enough, but this one can't find a signal in my house at all.

stop the madness!
I did get my Party Lite stuff today. I was really happy with the way everything looked, too. I got this really pretty butterfly votive holder. I can't wait to see what it looks like with a candle in it.

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