I'm sure you all have someone in your life that makes everything difficult. Right now, mine is the accountant/finance guy in my office.

He is so farking annoying about petty cash. When I do research for survey work, I have to get deeds and maps and such from the town hall (similar to a title search). So I need petty cash, usually about $40. But can he just give me the money? No, we have to play the "Don't you have money in your wallet?" game. Well, yes, but I only have $5 and I would like to eat lunch before I get back, thanks. You would think it was his money.

The moron was out of the office the past week because his wife had a baby. Accountant guy needs a phone number on the moron's computer. So instead of asking the IT guy, me, or Big Dave to get the number, he calls the moron at home. Hello? You can't leave the guy alone for one week. The worst example of this was when my dad had emergency brain surgery and he called because he didn't fill out the sheet at the end of the month. Listen, buddy, just use up his vacation time dumbass.

Now he is stirring up shit about our holiday party. We always have it at this one place, but HE doesn't like it, so now is throwing around other ideas.  Not that I am anti-change or anything, but dude, you leave after the food anyway, so what do you care?  And curiously, all the places he suggests are either close to his house or far enough away to need a hotel.  I would much rather have cash than a hotel room for my holiday bonus, thanks.

And he is just annoying.  He always begins his requests with "Would you be so kind as. . . which annoys the carp out of me.  What do you want?  And if I am out or my dad is out, he won't give the other their paycheck.  Yeah, I'm going to STEAL from my FATHER. 

He's old, so maybe he will retire soon.

So I'm driving in to work today, late because my stupid car door wouldn't open, and all of a sudden traffic comes to a complete halt.  So there's probably an accident or something, right?  Nope.  There is this crazy yellow bright thing in the eastern sky and it is freaking everyone out.  People, if you put on your sunglasses, pull down your visor and just look at the car ahead of you, it will be okay.  Just don't stop and stare at it.  Morons.  And since I go west to go home, I imagine the same fools will be out again.

While I'm on the subject, why the hell is it so hard to put on your freaking lights?  And not your parking lights, (who uses those, anyway?)  but your headlights.  If there is no sun, flick on your lights.  It really isn't that hard.  It doesn't use more gas; it doesn't make your car go slower.  But it helps other people see you, which is a good thing.  Really.

One more:  there are three lanes on the road.  If you don't want to go fast, get your ass over to the right.  If I am in the left lane, I want to be going at least ten miles over the speed limit.  If you don't want to go that fast, get over.  There is a middle lane.  Use it.

So yeah, one negative of moving back to Southington is dealing with the commute.  People suck.  I think it because everyone has this annoying sense of entitlement.  But that's a rant for another day.

I can't wait for the weekend. Not sure why, since everything that isn't work is pissing me off. There's a shocker. Well, actually work is pissing me off, but I don't want to get into that. Anyway, I have a ton of homework to do, I need to clean our messy apartment and I need to go to the gym at least twice. I think I am going to go the gym tonight, since Jeff canceled on me. Not that we had iron-clad plans or anything, but I was going to make chili. But since stupid-ass Kinga won't let Stan go out on Saturday (since he went out on Saturday last week) Jeff and his boys are going to go out tonight. And I wasn't cranky enough to make a big deal about it, but I am annoyed.

Sigh. I really hate that Kinga controls Stan like that, because I feel like I always have to be the nice girlfriend as the foil, when I really want to say "Listen, you said you would be around on Friday night and I was counting on it."

I promise all of my entries won't be this depressing.