bekimo
Fighting Demons....
Ok, I have just had the day from hell. My mother, who I work for, and her business partner have managed to break the main printer and insisted on keeping trying to print stuff to it. What part of "it's broken" do they not understand!? So we've had to re-route everything to mother's printer and she was going mental! Then Natwest decided to call me to tell me I hadn't paid my credit card. I did so. After much discussion, and yelling on my part, it turned out that my "payment protection" fee was put on after I paid the balance. They are not meant to charge me for payment protection when my balance is zero. And now I have payment protection fee and 2 non payment fees. I was not happy. But they agreed to waive the non payment fees as the sales people because it was their damn error. The there was this request "have you done that form with the numbers?" I'm sorry do I look like I speak idiot? Oh and then "I've found those registrations you asked for" and on looking at them saw they were dated yesterday. (Meaning last week they told me I had them - and made me search, they actually hadn't done them. And then thought I wouldn't notice when they came through with yesterday's date on them!)
On top of all of that craziness, after reading Emszki's thread the other day about her ex boyfriend springing up out of the blue, it got me thinking. I remember that when I put my first "I'm a photo whore" picture on Facebook in October/November time, I was overwhelmed with people's comments. So lovely. As I was reading them I got an instant message from a guy from my past. We never ended up doing the whole relationship thing - mostly because after a violent relationship in my teenage years I have steered clear of them. But he properly messed with my head. He was one of those really lovely guys one minute, didn't want to know the next minute. Very hot and cold.
Anyway, eventually I moved to another town and lost touch with him. Then had very irregular contact with him for a while. And then after not speaking to him in 4 months he popped up out of nowhere on that message. Then today, bam, another message. And he's all up in my head again. Me, like a tool, didn't log off at work until 5.30 cus I was in this most bizarre conversation with him. I don't even know where my head is at right now. And to make it worse, just caught myself reaching for the naughties in the boys' chocolate and biscuits hidey hole!!
Quickly made myself a chocolate shake to get my head off it and now the damn "purple wrappers" are talking to me!!
Going to go bash my head against a brickwall now. Just needed to vent. It helps. . .
B x
On top of all of that craziness, after reading Emszki's thread the other day about her ex boyfriend springing up out of the blue, it got me thinking. I remember that when I put my first "I'm a photo whore" picture on Facebook in October/November time, I was overwhelmed with people's comments. So lovely. As I was reading them I got an instant message from a guy from my past. We never ended up doing the whole relationship thing - mostly because after a violent relationship in my teenage years I have steered clear of them. But he properly messed with my head. He was one of those really lovely guys one minute, didn't want to know the next minute. Very hot and cold.
Anyway, eventually I moved to another town and lost touch with him. Then had very irregular contact with him for a while. And then after not speaking to him in 4 months he popped up out of nowhere on that message. Then today, bam, another message. And he's all up in my head again. Me, like a tool, didn't log off at work until 5.30 cus I was in this most bizarre conversation with him. I don't even know where my head is at right now. And to make it worse, just caught myself reaching for the naughties in the boys' chocolate and biscuits hidey hole!!
Quickly made myself a chocolate shake to get my head off it and now the damn "purple wrappers" are talking to me!!
Going to go bash my head against a brickwall now. Just needed to vent. It helps. . .
B x
