This one continues my last rant:
If the work order says, "Call so and so for information" then why the fuck are you calling me???
I've been reading the posts of Tequila Mockingbird. She's damn cool and I think, as wacky as me. Only a little older.
Expect more from me today, I'm in another spot. A snit. A crisis of thought. Having a point of contention that my closest friend is tired of hearing about, and, I'm proud to say, it doesn't have very much to do with Mr Right Now.