I hate it…

…when I am talking to a customer service person on the phone and then, out of no where, they put me on hold without telling me first. Jeez. That is so RUDE.

…when I am organizing several events at a time and of the 20 or so people I have invited, only 4 have RSVPed. Total. Will someone please tell me, did being polite go out of style? Urgh! So frustrating.

…when our client management database at work is “unavailable” due to extra long processing times. Ok, I understand if it’s taking you a long time to update the info, and therefore it would be yesterdays figures. That makes sense to me. But taking away the entire database so I am left with NOTHING. That makes no sense whatsoever. Morons.

…when people are either very, very late or show up unannounced. Hello! Heard of a telephone? Try calling and letting people know. It would be the courtious thing to do. Manners, anyone?

Ok, I feel better now. Go on with your day. It’s FRIDAY! Wahhhooooo!

I hate it…

…when I have a cold sore the size of Mt. Hood on my lip and everytime I smile, speak, or even move it cracks and really, really hurts.

…when I am wearing my new angora sweater my Mom gave me for Christmas (thanks, Mom!) and it leaves “hair” all over my black pants like I just rolled a cat up and down my legs.

…when it is my first day back to work after a long (super, wonderful, fantastic) weekend and I never got a chance to play with my new Dyson vacuum cleaner*! It’s 150,000 times the force of gravity! Who wouldn’t want to play with that? 150,000 TIMES, PEOPLE!!

*After we “ruined” Christmas by opening our presents a week early, Simeon decided to surprise me on Christmas morning with a present under the tree. Isn’t he the sweetest thing in the whole world? (And for those of you who think getting a vacuum for Christmas is archaic, you must know that I have desperately wanted one for ever. That and this is me we are talking about. Hellooo!)

I hate it…

…when the one person you are trying to call so you can mark everything off of your To-Do list as “done” is the one person that doesn’t have call waiting. Damn busy signal.

…that my cat, Abby, has recently learned to use the dog-door. She has “escaped” and needed to be “rescued” several times over the course of the weekend.

…that I felt horrible when a client came in today for their appointment that is actually tomorrow.

…that all I can think about right now is how I wish I was at home vacuuming.
(I really need to vacuum.)

I hate it….

…when I am talking to someone on the phone and they say “goodbye” and then I say “goodbye” and just as I start to hang up the phone they say “Oh! Wait…” but its too late and I have already hung up on them.

…when I am craving a Mexican Pizza from Taco Bell and I am in the drive-thru ordering and I suddenly see the sign that says “Cash Only” and I look in my wallet to see no cash and I have to cancel my order and dig through my purse and car console to see if I can scrape up enough money to even get a bean burrito.

…when I can’t wait for the day to end so I can just go home and relax in front of the t.v. and I just keep waiting and waiting for my husband to pick me up from work and he forgets that he drove us to work today and was sitting at his desk waiting for me to come get him.