My new parrot, Emma, bit the hell out of my on Friday, so I have nice puncture wounds on my hand and finger.. She then proceeded to scream quite a bit this weekend and lunge at me through the cage when I walked by..
Then.. I notice that a $160 deposit in cash that we made to the bank on Friday afternoon has not posted. Come to find out-- they can't find it. Yep, you read that right.. The bank cannot find the $160 cash deposit that was made. Even though I have a receipt. I've talked to five different people and faxed over a copy of the receipt this morning. I'm giving them another hour and will call them again.. and continue until I get my money put into the account. Their response, "Oh, well, if it causes anything to bounce, we will refund the ofterdraft fees..." That's not the point here! I shouldn't be waiting on my money to be found and correctly put into my account.
Then, when I came into work this morning, I realized that I had left my leftovers from lunch on Friday at my desk. Carrots, Broccoli, and Cauliflower with rice. So, it naturally caused an odor. My fault. I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I just forgot to grab it as I walked out the door on Friday. So all morning long, that's all anyone is talking about.. how I stunk the place up.. how much it stinks. Lysol has been sprayed and candles are lit. It's really not that bad. Can we move on now?
Lastly, I just got off the phone with a difficult customer. He is claiming to have not received e-mails that I sent him about an issue.. Even went on to say that I may have e-mailed him, but.. I don't like being told that I didn't do something, when I know I did. So, I not so nicely, told him that I would forward him the e-mails that have already been sent to him, along with another one.. He claims to never have gotten them. Then how did I get a return receipt each time he read them? Hmmm.. And I'm the dumb one.
As you can tell.. I'm in a terrible mood. I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't want anyone talking to me. Can I just go home? ..But then I'd have to deal with Emma. It's a lose, lose situation today.
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