karaokegal (karaokegal) wrote,

Oh, it's going to be that kind of a day.

So as of 1130AM PST, the following has already transpired:

Two of my co-workers basically bailed on dealing with a client who is leaving for Canada on Saturday and just realized his passport expired three months ago. (Maybe they remembered my tale of discovering that my passport was expiring in one week, just as I was landing in Edinburgh for a two week trip to the UK.)

I got stuck dealing with this. I determined that if he used the Visa service that we generally refer clients to, it would take two working days. Then I sent him the link to the SF Passport Office, told him he'd need to call them directly to make an appointment and wished him luck.

If there is any complaint that I somehow could or should have done more, I swear, there will be hell to pay.

THEN I got dragged back into a continuing accounting fiasco which has nothing to do with me, except the fact that the head of accounting at the Law Firm, which I'm very tempted to start calling Wolfram and Hart, always calls me to help her figure out these kinds of things. Somehow a few records got dupe invoiced and duplicate fees were charged. You'll note the word "fees." You'll also note, quite rightly as any sane person who is a well-educated speaking of the English language would, that the word "fees" does not contain an apostrophe.

The woman in accounting, who I am (hahah) counting on to get this mess straightened out and explained in a way that I can commicate to the accounting lady at the Law Firm, INSISTS on spelling it "fee's." This causes to seethe with irrational, self-righteous, grammar-related rage, which I'm stuck with because I can't be giving grammar tutorials (desperately needed as they are) to the accounting department. Let's not forget that this is the same department that employs a woman who regularly uses "must of" in her emails. That one just make my head spin and my eyes bleed.

Meanwhile, I've been feeling some painful twinges in my right hand. I'm assuming these are either muscle spasms or possibly carpal tunnel syndrome. Either way, they are not fun to experience while typing, using a mouse, or you know, gripping a pair of handlebars for dear line while trying not to get killed riding a bike on Market St.

I've got some Ibuprofen I've been carrying around, but that would have to wait until I can get something in my stomach. That was the moment I realized I had brilliantly left the house without an ATM card. No big deal, right? I've got checks and there's a big Wells Fargo practically across the street. Except for the part where I also don't have my ID. I really need to start throwing my whole wallet in the pannier, instead of just tucking my ATM in a pocket.

I did manage to convince Wells to cash my check using my security card, with its disturbing, but still recognizable picture of me as ID. (You go Wells Fargo!)

So I have now had some cereal, taken the Ipuprofen and more or less deal with the morning's insanity.


Warning-continued self-righteousness and SJW-ish ranting ahead:

Now if I could just stop obsessing about the fact that election is in less than 100 days and nobody EXCEPT the wing-nuts seem to be paying attention. We could lose this thing. Lose it badly. House, Senate and GODHELPUS MOTHERFUCKING MITT ROMNEY FOR PRESIDENT and I honestly think nobody cares. Certainly not the little fangirls who are too busy fapping over Teen Wolf. I'm sorry if that's one of you. (Although I'm also a little disgusted, Teen Wolf, REALLY?) I don't begrudge you fannish squeeeee, but if you're not out there doing something to avoid this catastrophe, I'm not going to be all that sympathetic to your whinging when abortion is totally outlawed and any civil rights you actually care about are completely eradicated.
Tags: bitching, grammar, politics, whinging, whining, work

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