things that are REALLY getting in my way today

I'm having one of the most annoying days I've had in a really long time.

First: I had to lug my father's heavy-ass suitcase into the office. He hired me to do all his filing, and instead of trekking out to him, he brought all his files to my house. And I took them to my office. On the subway. (Little annoyance, really, not much to complain about. But it was the first straw, and the camel barely blinked.)

Second: I keep getting summoned up to the conference room where my boss (and then after her, SOMEONE I DON'T EVEN WORK FOR (and I hate)) was having a meeting and they wanted copies made. Nothing says "slave" better than the can-you-come-up-here-and-make-some-copies phone call.

Third: Remember when I was doing the reading series in Connecticut, and how they replaced me without telling me? That was fun. Well, they gave me train tickets from GCT to Greenwich and GCT to Stamford. Since those aren't much use to me, I went to the ticket window at Grand Central to exchange them for roundtrips to my parents' house. At the beginning, the woman wouldn't do it because she had no idea what I was asking for (even though my English is quite good). Then she wouldn't do it because I didn't have the credit card they were purchased with. SHE WOULDN'T EVEN SELL ME TICKETS FROM GREENWICH TO ROCKETTOWN. I hate her.

Fourth: Here are two direct quotes from the cake terrorist who sits behind me. 1. "I just hope I don't throw up again." and 2. "Gee whizzums, I hope you don't think I'm intimidating." (no, I just hate you)

Fifth: (and this, I admit, is really dumb, but after the Grand Central Irritation, I knew the camel was going to snap) Around New Year's, Thea told me that all our duane reade reward points (which you get if you have a duane reade card, which we both do) (yes, we're grannies) were going to expire. And that was a bummer because I had 92 or something -- and it takes 100 points to get a $5 off coupon. So a few weeks ago (in 2007), I bought a soda at duane reade and got a receipt (which I have since thrown away) saying that I had 98 points. I texted Thea to show her that, in fact, we were not losing our points. I felt triumphant.

Today, though, I bought that last two dollars worth of merchandise and got a receipt saying that I had now 13 points. Yep, they have, in fact, trashed my points without telling me.
And go ahead, call the hotline -- 1-800-DR-LOYAL. My bet is that it'll STILL be busy.

Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.