:: Closing Time ::

:: Tuesday, August 13, 2002 ::

some of you have been waiting for this blog, even if you weren't realizing it. you saw my angry angry away message and came looking for it. if you'd read my last blogs a while ago you'd have realized that I wasn't angry about my thoughts of last night, or even of the state fireban.

some of you may know I was supposed to have my road test tomorrow. yeah, I'm about to go off to college and I'm unlicensed. others of you don't know that. it started out with a reasonable excuse - summer before junior year I had a road test scheduled and my sister totaled the car, so I had to cancel it. after that... business kicked in during junior year. I had a -hellish- junior year, as some of you know, for several reasons. I was incredibly swamped and combined with the fact that I really don't enjoy driving, I just never did it. senior year.... I'd gotten so used to not having my license that I kind of didn't think to get it some times. I had moments when I knew I should get it but in general the feeling of general non-chalance kicked it. it seemed/seems so unimportant in the scope of things. well I was finally supposed to go about getting it tomorrow.

and I called the DMV to confirm my appointment, because they got Natalie's wrong when she went to get it.

they got mine wrong too. it's not tomorrow.

it's also not three days later like natalie's was.

they think it was yesterday.

and there's nothing I can do. the next appointment they claim they can give me is in the middle of september. guess who's going to be out of state come september.

I complained furiously, asked to speak to a supervisor who I bitched at, asked to speak to HER supervisor. she said she'd have him call me and took my number. I'm pretty sure she lied, as that was three hours ago and I haven't gotten called.

incompetant liars. that's the rmv. and now I don't know what to do and I'm just absolutely furious, to a point I don't even know. I can't remember if I've ever been this angry before. I don't have anything to hit, I don't have anything to break, I don't have anyone to kill. I need to get this agression out somehow... and it's not going to make me a happy camper at work tonight.

god dana.... if you know what's good for you, don't piss me off tonight.
:: Peter 5:25 PM [+] ::
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