what a day...

**Warning** Don't read this if you're having a good day - it might make yours turn sour.

Yesterday I was late for work because I woke up late. In the past year and a half I have never slept in to where I didn't make it to work. There were some close calls, but nothing major. Yesterday, that wasn't the case. I slept until 8:30 and was supposed to be at work by 8:30. Oops! So, being paranoid, I woke up at 5:30, 5:45, 6, 6:15, 6:30 and turned my alarm off until 7. PLENTY of time to get to work. I got up, got dressed, and danced my way around my apartment until I was ready for the day. Here's where it goes sour.

1. I parked under a tree. Because of that, these little green things fell onto my car (which was wet from the rain). These things, not a clue what they are, decided to "spread" when I turned my wipers on leaving a green muck on my windshield. Lovely. The muck looked like something you'd find in a newborn's diaper. Not kidding.

2. Left the complex, turned Right onto the main road. I sunk in my seat once I spotted the rows of traffic I was about to fight. Ugh. I even left early so I wouldn't be late! I fought traffic all the way downtown - and actually made it, right at 8:30. (surprisingly)

3. I get out of my car and the building manager is in the parking deck with a squigee scooting the water around. "Good Morning," I say. "Hey, ummm, there was a sign posted in the lobby this morning written in blue marker that said to go to a meeting on your floor. Just wanted to let you know that's unacceptable... blah blah blah"... "ok. I'll take care of it." and I walked away. He was still talking. I hadn't even reached the building yet and he was already reaming me for something I had no control over.

So, I get upstairs and tell my office manager about it, who, in turn, sends an email to the culprit and copies the building manager on it. But did that stop him? Nope. He continues to come up the elevator, to my desk, with the disapproving sign, and continues to tell me how unprofessional it is. What does he want from me? I already told him that i'd take care of the situation. I was running a few minutes late because he had to stop me and lecture me about it and i'd had enough. So, I kinda snapped at him. "OKAY. I will take care of it, insert name here, I GET IT!" And he still kept talking. Wow. What an idiot.

I told my office manager and she 'took care of it' and told him he was rude. Haha. Lovely.

Now, let's see how much worse this day can get. I'm sure there's something else that could go wrong. Or maybe it's just because i'm annoyed. Who knows?

Update on my situation:
1. I'm not going to live with said roommate anymore. I'll be finding a place on my own, but possibly getting another roommate to share that place. I'm going to look at it tonight. It's in a really nice neighborhood.
2. Class started last night. I can tell it's going to be more of a debate-type class than a 'mark a,b,c, or d.' class. I love it.
3. I signed up for my dance classes. They start next week.
4. I finally got a school ID card. I'd lost mine in the "transition". As luck would have it, I found it last night while packing.

So, now that you've shared in my frustrations, hopefully you're not too frustrated yourself - or maybe you can just be frustrated for me! You were forewarned - if you were in a good mood before reading this and aren't now... not my fault!