the day started with the amazing sound of my car not starting. tick-tick-tiiiiiiick. awesome. mind you i was all dressed up for picture day at work(which is annoying all by itself) and it was hot and muggy and not fun to try to jump my car with a jet ski battery. i ended up calling pop-a-lock. it took them 30 minutes even though they promised it wouldn't be more than 25 and then they charged me 30$.
what happened next... oh yeah, one of the douche bags that i work with decided that we had canceled our "integrity group" pictures. he was the only one that thought that. everyone else in the group showed up. we had to wait for mr. douche to go buy shaving supplies at walmart, a white shirt from marshals, and his suit from his house. so that was fun.
so, eventually the picture was taken and everyone went back to work. i finished what i was doing so i decided i was going to leave. then mr. douch decides to ask me why i'm leaving. mind you he is not my boss and i forgot to mention that he is always asking me why, when, where? i'm going. i suddenly felt that i had reached my limit. the opening statement to my argument was "douche bag, i don't have to prove myself to you" after a little while of going back and forth i got my stuff, walked out the door, got in my car, and walked back into the office because my car wouldn't start again. the funny thing about that is that i made douche bag think i was coming back because i felt bad and he felt like an idiot when he realized that wasn't the case. i just needed someone to jump my car. it was great.
so, that was my day in a nut shell. well, since it was friday the day ended with happy hour and food, so that wasn't so bad.
