May. 13th, 2007

spoke: (anger)
So I got one email back on the request from the college, about that scholarship. And I called the guy, and left a message on his answering machine asking him to let me know when he might be in, so that I could call him back? Because working around the stupid night shift schedule is a pain.

No answer. I'm beginning to get a little frustrated and ticked off, here. I'm also worried that might have been a time-sensitive thing and I've lost the opportunity.

Then this morning. I got in, checked my mail and found a letter from my insurance agency saying my policy's going to expire. I paid for that already, online even and saw the money leave my account. Instant rage. Of course it's Sunday, and I can't do anything yet because nobody is in the offices. But I have the confirmation sheet and the number on it, and I'm pretty sure (under the rage) that this won't be too hard to straighten out.

Tomorrow, I'm going to have to call some people, and I don't much care how late I have to stay up to do it.

Meanwhile, I've figured out how to get around my scanner problem, and still haven't finished the thing I need to scan. Though the sheer rage and frustration elsewhere translated into 'screw it, I'm just going to push to finish this instead of agonizing over it' and there's ink drying now before I can go to the next part.

If it turns out completely horrible and un-liked, I can always try again.

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