Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Life Sucks

I originally wrote this post at work this morning, about 11am or so, but the Blogger for Word feature wouldn't work to post it, or the Casa de Insurance has disabled that feature somehow, so I'm just now posting it from home. I read it, and I get even angrier, but at myself this time. I feel like I've been duped somehow. It's hard to explain without going into the long, drawn-out story of JB and said other person that also works at the Casa de Insurance, not to mention a few peripheral characters that have wandered in and out of the story of the last year and a half. You hear so much shit from so many people, and after a while it's hard to know who to believe, which makes me crazy. Better to keep to myself and the friends I already have.



Well fuck.

Fuckity fucking fuck fuck.

Remember the DMB concert I was supposed to be going to tonight?

Yeah. Ain't happening.

As I'm sure you can imagine, I am one pissed puppy right now.

What happened, you ask?

The Casa de Insurance is such a soap opera, as I'm sure most large offices are. The short version of the story is that some bad things happened between JB, my work buddy and fellow-DMB fan, with another person that works here. The end result of it all was that said other person that works here is now living with JB's ex-fiance, has been for a year and a half now, and JB still can't deal with all of it emotionally. Said other person and the ex decided AT THE LAST MINUTE to get tickets to the SAME SOLD-OUT SHOW that we had tickets for tonight, found tickets on E-bay and paid through the nose for them. JB found out about all of this this morning, had a huge panic attack here at the office, and left. She's too distraught to go tonight, blah, blah, blah.

Reading over that, I'm struck by how superficial it sounds. Trust me when I say there's loads more stuff that goes into this whole story, that just isn't worth taking up your time with.

On a good (I guess) note, I was able to sell the tickets to someone else here, so I have at least not just flushed $100 down the toilet.

If you come looking for me, I'll be at home tonight, enjoying lasagna and last night's episode of the Colbert Report on the DVR.

2 comments:

gone said...

I'm so sorry, Ruthie. Love ya!

Teresa said...

Oh Hon! I'm so sorry!! What a total pain in the ass! Wish I could be there to help you rag about it... I bitch with the best of them!!!