Yeah. Well. Today was that day for me.
It all started at 7am when my alarm went off and I blearily thought waaaaaaaaawt.is.that.fracking.noise? (Now 7am may not seem early but when your Muddled Household sleeps in until 9-9:30am on a regular basis... it's early enough to cause confusion). Look over to find TT staring at his mama (frack... I wanted 10-15min to myself to enjoy a cup of fracking coffee!)
Get to MOPS, C-McC has a near blow-out and decides he doesn't really want to settle (was.stuck.to.boob.for.2hrs.seriously).
Gotta run errands so I convince my WGF that she needs two more kiddlins like she needs a hole in her head. But she rocks major monkey balls... so agrees as long as I mail some sh*t for her. Deal, yo!
Get 66.67% of errands done, just have to get license/plates renewed. Apparently, I had to also have my picture taken... so they get half-way through the transaction... go to take picture. And it takes a picture of my shirt (yay!) and then the flash busts (double yay!) No problem, right? Just change the bulb, right? Wrong! So wrong!
No, the bulb cannot be changed because there aren't any bulbs to replace the burnt bulb (waaaaaaaaaaaawt?), oh and now the system is all locked the fack up because my picture is of my shirt and that is not a suitable license picture. So we cannot go forwards and we cannot go backwards. Oh, oh, oh... and I've already paid, so I can't leave. What should have taken 10 minutes (15 tops) took 1.fracking.hour! The wonderful license lady had to call for hardware support, software support and get the stupid thing backed out. So that I could leave (because the damned light bulb won't arrive until 4hrs or so) and I get to do it all again tomorrow. Yayyyyy!
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