Lemme tell ya bout my crappy day

[wring]

First of all, machines no workey today. My computer went slower than hell, cleaned the disc drive, got a tad better, but it also crashed at least 3 times (more on that later). One out of 3 scheduled appointments showed up. One had some one call on his behalf (half an hour late) asking to reschedule - sure, next week same time. Nothing earlier? Nope, I'm booked solid. Can you call if something opens up (note - YOU didn't call ahead to cancel, what makes you think anyone else will either). Nope.


Copier - Need to copy 8 pages back to back, make 6 copies of it. Every other time I've tried this, it manages to pull the last two pages at the same time making it one page short. So, this time, I figure, I'll outwit the damn thing and add a blank 9th page. It of course, copies that, too, this time. Except that it wouldn't print the rest of my order (after the test run). 5 tries later.....fuck.

Mail from work came through. In it was somethingfrom the state Unemployment office. See, the company I worked for merged last October. Our last payroll was in October of last year, reported by December 31 of last year. Got a notice today that I've been "willfully" non compliant w/reporting (of no wages), and they're fining us $330. Good luck w/that since the company no longer exists, but, did in fact call the folks to let them know. Guy on phone says "oh, you need to file a 1727". Just like that, like that would mean something to me. I pointed that out. He said "It's on our website" fine. Go to website, hit 'forms'. They have lots of 'em. No, not listed in order, but according to category, like I'm supposed to know what fucking category. But I finally find the damn thing. It's pdf. Of course. click on it. 10 minutes later and rebooting. try again. 10 minutes later and rebooting, try in another browers window. 10 minutes later and rebooting and trying again, I finally can access the damn thing and print it.

It's four goddam pages. Question one, I answer, no problem. Quickly, however, I realize - this is shit that the accountants/auditors (either one) should have done and need to do since I haven't a fucking clue about how to answer most of it. So, hand it over to some one else to deal w/the auditors/ accountants. But they have to call me anyhow. Meanwhile, it apparently awakened the auditors enough to realize they needed signature on the final tax filing. (as it turns out, not my signature, but what the hell). Anyhow, I'm scanning the thing, and notice that they'd not keyed in the info I gave them for the board members, but scanned last years' list.

Bad news - one board member had resigned and another had died. So, no, we don't want those members listed. told them they'd have to correct that before it got filed.

Meanwhile, it's getting later in the day, and I'm thinking, I need to cruise to go to the bank and the grocery store. See, it was payday last Friday, but I wasn't able to get my check 'cause I had to take Snookie to the wound clinic before they were released. (yes, we're still dealing w/his 'wound' from the fall he took before he went into the hospital in mid April, of this year, but I digress). But seems that I wasn't able to leave since everyone else had left except the boss who had to leave for a short bit, and I couldn't code out of the building yet. So, I wait for her, and then go through how to code out etc, finally left. Bank closes in 15 minutes. I get behind every muther fucking slow ass lost driver in town, and manage to catch every goddam red light. Get to the bank exactly at 6 pm, just in time to see the 'closed' signs above the drive through lanes. there's a car at each lane, but they're the last ones. So, I know now that had one less red light, one less moron in front of me... I don't know why this pisses me off more, but there you go.

So I treated myself to sushi and wine for dinner.