BITTER

I am so full of bitterness right now I could stab someone in the damn neck. I WANT to stab someone in the damn neck. I just need a #2 pencil and victim!

First of all, I had a long busy difficult day at work. After that I went to Macy’s to pick something up and to exchange something. I had yet another BAD experience in that store. I’m ready to be through with those fools. I am sending a very sharply worded letter to them tomorrow and canceling my account. I shake my fist at them! If I had a glove on, I’d take it off and slap them with it! I’m glove slapping mad!

I went to exchange a pair of pants and ended up returning them because these fools have no idea what they are doing. I gave them a receipt and they refunded me MORE than was paid for the jeans. The jeans were $31.99 plus tax on sale and the refunded me $36.99 plus tax. HELLO?!?!?! How does that happen?

Obviously THAT is not what I’m upset about. You can give me extra money anytime you like! What I’m mad about actually started Saturday. I returned something else and the lady at the register gave me a gift card. The odd thing is that (now that I’m thinking back on it) when she gave me the gift card I saw her look very carefully at the receipt, then she wrapped it around the gift card and told me to hold on to both.

So today I was buying a sweater and I went to use the gift card I got on Saturday. Oddly enough it was the same amount. PERFECT! Oh but it so was not perfect. The gift card was EMPTY. No money. ZERO DOLLARS. EMBARRASSING! And entire line of people listening to me being told that I’m trying to use an unactivated EMPTY gift card!

So I showed the cashier the receipt that I had wrapped around my gift card and he pointed out that it CLEARLY says my refund will be MAILED to me and nothing about a gift card.

So that BITCH, oh yeah, she’s a BITCH, that processed my return on Saturday gave me an EMPTY gift card and then wrapped my receipt around it knowing DAMN WELL that my refund was going to be MAILED. HATEFUL WHORE!

This would be after I had waited in line for 30 minutes at another register and had a hateful old geezer shoved my stuff in my face and tell me to take my return to the men’s section instead, where I had to wait in line another 30 minutes just to end up with an EMPTY gifty card!

So there I am trying to pay today with an empty gift card and being DENIED. I ended up paying with cash instead. I noticed on my receipt that the address to which my refund will be mailed is INCORRECT. It’s missing a digit AND my apartment number. LOVELY.

And now I’m at home and there is NOTHING on TV and I’ve already watched my Netflix and finished reading my book! I have nothing to do!

I’ve got the munchies like crazy and my apartment is full of junk food because people seem to think it’s cool to give someone a 4 POUND can of cookies AND a huge box of chocolate truffles for Christmas. Yes that was a present from one person.

I got a card in the mail today from Sprint congratulating me on my anniversary with them. They didn’t say what year this anniversary was, so I’m assuming they forgot when our relationship began… but I didn’t. It was in October of 1999!

So to thank me for paying their outrageous bills for the past 9 years, they are offering me 25 minutes of free airtime. YAYS! That will work well with my UNLIMITED AIRTIME plan.

Ok so they offered me a free ringer as a backup choice, but I’m choosing to ignore that right now because I’m still BITTER.

I’m so bitter right now I could find anything to be mad about… like say finding a new phone book on the floor next to my door when I got home. What a WASTE of paper. Who uses phone books anymore? Paper phone books should be banned!

Why are we still murdering innocent trees to print phone books that NOBODY uses! Can’t we be put on a NO PHONE BOOK list?

I’m sure one exist, but they would probably charge you extra to be put on it, like when they charge you extra to have an unlisted number. HATEFUL.

I’m watching one of the Pirates of Carribean on TV right now. It annoys me that Jack Sparrow wears so much makeup. Where did one buy so much eyeliner back then, or did they just rub charcoal on their eyes?

Ok, I’m having some wine and going to try to calm down now.