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I want to return today for a refund, please.
Lots of things went wrong at work, though a few things went right, and I got to hear an amusing dispatching story. (Officer dispatched to a suspicious person, described as a naked man walking down the middle of the road, then corrected that he was in fact wearing socks. Officer came over the radio to ask what color socks. Anyway, I thought it was funny...sort of like one I heard last year, about the relatively new dispatcher confronted by a fire engine returning from a call that came over the radio with "Engine 222, show me in pursuit of a drunk driver." Unit id made up, but whaddaya mean, engine-in-pursuit. Apparently the drunk was going the speed limit or under, and the engine was just sort of following him to make him easy to spot. The person who told me that was the supervisor who got the dispatcher through entering the police call with a comment and reassured her that no, there really wasn't anything to put their unit on.... They don't cover the oddball moments in training class, I bet....)
Anyway. Hm. I must be in a better mood now if I can start telling cute stories.
Anyway. The upshot of my day was that I ended up staying late (and not accomplishing as much as I would like thereby - lengthy phone call with project manager), then failing to run errands for various reasons. Got my debit card re-PINned to something I can remember. Got a new Mastercard sent. They swore up and down that my Mastercard and Visa account weren't tied, but when I went to buy gas?
Rejected.
Ducky. So until I get the new card, I think I'm screwed. Or until 6:30 pm tomorrow when the debit card becomes good again after the PIN change, more accurately. Scott filled my car up tonight so I'm fine in the short term.
And even more angry at my current credit card company. Not for the two accounts being tied; but because I explicitly asked and they said they weren't. Or I would not have asked for a resend of the Mastercard, which required a lost-card entry, until after the PIN switch was complete....
Grumph. Tired, stressed, stressy, and spacy. Issues at client sites. But it's good to have my former supervisor back. It really makes a noticeable difference in resolving things, and this morning's priority-one issue might have gone on a lot longer without him. I was drawing such a blank.
He's really amazingly good, and I hope they won't yank him from the team completely after this is over.
Anyway, I didn't get a whole lot done. I mean, besides that, I was at work late enough that two places I wanted to go to were closed; I got stressed about gas and just drove home, rather than deal with two more. None of those were urgent, though.
Getting the stamps was, and I failed, since the post office was closed and the store I thought sold stamps at the customer service counter doesn't have the sign up any more (and had, literally, about 15 people in line, so I didn't hang around to ask).
So - I asked Scott to get stamps tomorrow. His workday is a lot more forgiving than mine, plus he always goes out to lunch. It should be pretty easy, and it's a heckuva lot more likely to work than my trying it.
Tired now. Bed now. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. And hopefully I will be more motivated in the evening. I meant to get a load of laundry done; I meant to review an abuse case (any abuse case) and pick it up. Neither of these things happened.
But I did destress; that's something. Now, to not get stressed inna first place. Arriving home at 7:30 didn't help, of course. No evening left after I've calmed.
Anyway. Hm. I must be in a better mood now if I can start telling cute stories.
Anyway. The upshot of my day was that I ended up staying late (and not accomplishing as much as I would like thereby - lengthy phone call with project manager), then failing to run errands for various reasons. Got my debit card re-PINned to something I can remember. Got a new Mastercard sent. They swore up and down that my Mastercard and Visa account weren't tied, but when I went to buy gas?
Rejected.
Ducky. So until I get the new card, I think I'm screwed. Or until 6:30 pm tomorrow when the debit card becomes good again after the PIN change, more accurately. Scott filled my car up tonight so I'm fine in the short term.
And even more angry at my current credit card company. Not for the two accounts being tied; but because I explicitly asked and they said they weren't. Or I would not have asked for a resend of the Mastercard, which required a lost-card entry, until after the PIN switch was complete....
Grumph. Tired, stressed, stressy, and spacy. Issues at client sites. But it's good to have my former supervisor back. It really makes a noticeable difference in resolving things, and this morning's priority-one issue might have gone on a lot longer without him. I was drawing such a blank.
He's really amazingly good, and I hope they won't yank him from the team completely after this is over.
Anyway, I didn't get a whole lot done. I mean, besides that, I was at work late enough that two places I wanted to go to were closed; I got stressed about gas and just drove home, rather than deal with two more. None of those were urgent, though.
Getting the stamps was, and I failed, since the post office was closed and the store I thought sold stamps at the customer service counter doesn't have the sign up any more (and had, literally, about 15 people in line, so I didn't hang around to ask).
So - I asked Scott to get stamps tomorrow. His workday is a lot more forgiving than mine, plus he always goes out to lunch. It should be pretty easy, and it's a heckuva lot more likely to work than my trying it.
Tired now. Bed now. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. And hopefully I will be more motivated in the evening. I meant to get a load of laundry done; I meant to review an abuse case (any abuse case) and pick it up. Neither of these things happened.
But I did destress; that's something. Now, to not get stressed inna first place. Arriving home at 7:30 didn't help, of course. No evening left after I've calmed.