How the worm turns...
Well, the last two days have sucked, let's just say that. But tonight was much better, and things are looking up now.
The full emo rant is below, click at your own risk.
Had bad IBS for most of the day, so spent my day in the bathroom in lots of pain and discomfort.
Wasn't able to do washing.
Wasn't able to go out and buy the tie I needed to go with the shirt for training on Friday.
Just barely made it to Centrelink, to hand in the form they'd sent me. In the waiting line, Gemma from Next Byte called, saying she wanted to move the training to Thursday. This makes things a little tight, but I can probably go in Wednesday and grab a tie. Then, after half an hour of waiting in line I get told they can't process my form (the form that they sent me) and that I had to call a number I've never had to call before to get something I've never heard of sorted before they can process it. So not only did they not inform me of this, now I won't be getting my pay I need to buy the tie.
What a day!
More IBS, missed most of the day.
Couldn't do washing.
Finally got Centrelink sorted, so hopefully I'll receive a payment at some point, but that doesn't help me with the tie.
Tursiae agrees to foot the bill for my tie and we arrange to meet in the city.
On the train in, Gemma calls again and says she wants to move the training BACK to Friday! Unbelievable! Still, this means I have time to get the tie, and hopefully do some washing tomorrow.
I end up finding a nice tie, and an impromptu dinner in the city happens with Tursiae, Atpaw, Diz and Snickers. So that was actually really nice.
And hopefully the bad spell is over...
The full emo rant is below, click at your own risk.
Tuesday:
Had bad IBS for most of the day, so spent my day in the bathroom in lots of pain and discomfort.
Wasn't able to do washing.
Wasn't able to go out and buy the tie I needed to go with the shirt for training on Friday.
Just barely made it to Centrelink, to hand in the form they'd sent me. In the waiting line, Gemma from Next Byte called, saying she wanted to move the training to Thursday. This makes things a little tight, but I can probably go in Wednesday and grab a tie. Then, after half an hour of waiting in line I get told they can't process my form (the form that they sent me) and that I had to call a number I've never had to call before to get something I've never heard of sorted before they can process it. So not only did they not inform me of this, now I won't be getting my pay I need to buy the tie.
What a day!
Wednesday:
More IBS, missed most of the day.
Couldn't do washing.
Finally got Centrelink sorted, so hopefully I'll receive a payment at some point, but that doesn't help me with the tie.
Tursiae agrees to foot the bill for my tie and we arrange to meet in the city.
On the train in, Gemma calls again and says she wants to move the training BACK to Friday! Unbelievable! Still, this means I have time to get the tie, and hopefully do some washing tomorrow.
I end up finding a nice tie, and an impromptu dinner in the city happens with Tursiae, Atpaw, Diz and Snickers. So that was actually really nice.
And hopefully the bad spell is over...
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