I am irritated.
Muchly so.
In an attempt to be less irritated… I am going to bitch and moan about the things that irritate me at this present juncture (what a funky word).
Best not to read any further. You have been warned.
- I don’t feel like packing up to move
- I wish I was able to move sooner than I can…and that stupid people who are holding it up should get their arses into gear and just stop causing me to be irritated
- I wish Queensland Health would learn to pay me
CORRECTLY , and pay meON-TIME and let me be paid without me having to fight tooth and nail with bottom-dwelling fuckheads who inhabit the pay office - I wish apple would not put misleading and blatanly incorrect information on its website leading to me not being able to purchase an extended warranty for my PowerBook
- I wish I could just hurry up and start work in my ‘real’ job instead of my ‘pretend’ job
I am sure the list is in fact several times longer…but in my irritated mood I can’t think of things to add further.
Lucky you if you have been reading this far.