Which god did I piss on this time?

Today was... fraught with bad luck. Or to put it another way, the best thing that happened to me today was that I had a small cup of vanilla chai from Dunkin Donuts (and even with that, I'm beginning to think they've started watering it down to cut costs or something). I got woken up at six thirty by my dad getting my brother to school, and couldn't get back to sleep for my 8am start, which is still two hours earlier than I'm used to. I arrive at 9:30 at the temp agency and get asked to jump through hoops for two hours. Aced all the little tests they gave me, and would have done even better if I hadn't had to double check everything for dyslexic mistakes (of which I made a startling amount, though maybe it's because I was tired). Then they throw me for a loop with saying that instead of two forms of ID like they said they needed, what they really needed was either my passport, or my birth certificate and/or SS card and one other form of ID. Had they told me, I'd simply have grabbed my bloody passport, but now I have to go back on Monday and give it to them.

So, around lunch time, feeling annoyed and patronized, I drive home to my mum's to find that I can't get in the house. See, the electric garage door opener wasn't working, and I don't have any keys to the actual door because my mum took them away from me one day years ago saying I didn't really need them. I take the logical course and go and get a replacement battery for the door opener. Nothing. I try the other way of opening the other garage door which basically involves jimmying the electric lock. Still nothing. Oh, also, I'm doing all this in the pouring rain wearing a skirt and open toed leather sandals which were the only shoes I had that weren't sneakers and could be worn with my skirt. (and yes, I forgot the sneakers to change back into).

So, I drive down to my dad's work to pick up a screwdriver since there's another way of breaking in that I hadn't tried (can you tell we've been locked out before?). There, I get some money cause I'm starving (it being 1:30pm) and get told the electricity may be out in which case, I'm screwed even with my trusty screwdriver *only wishes it was sonic* I change into jeans finally, then head back up to the house and yes, the screwdriver doesn't work, which means the electricity is out even if that's hard to prove since everyone in my neighborhood works and no one was home to notice.

I give up and head out to get a late lunch before I have to pick my bro up from school. I stop at the chinese supermarket for some snacks (kasunagi peanuts and hello panda strawberry crackers) and buy a sweet roll that was supposed to have red bean paste in it, but upon eating it, I discovered it didn't. I then went on down to shoprite to find something cheap and tasty to eat. What do you know, I stumbled on a nice plate of eel roll sushi for five dollars. Good stuff, I think and buy it. I eat a few, and enjoy myself, even if it isn't the best sushi I've tasted. Then I start actually looking at the sushi. There, to my horror, I see fish vertebrae in the sushi, which annoys and sickens me since I dig this stuff up on archaeological sites and it's really not fun to see it in your food. I pull them out and force myself to eat a few more since I'm running low on money for anything else, but then I sicken even more upon realizing that the eel was canned eel and not even fresh... and finally I give up and ate the kasunagi peanuts and hello panda cookies for lunch.

The fun didn't end though. I go and pick up my bro and we try the house once more. Still nothing. Bro is desperate to get in cause unlike me and dad, his computer is in the house and mum is away for the weekend which would leave him spending the weekend computerless (a fate worse than death). I follow him around and debate other methods, most of which involved the doors not being dead bolted, and one of which involved a ladder. Did I mention it was still raining? So, while trying to convince him that he really didn't need a ladder, not to mention that my mum would kill him, I follow him around the house, step on a very wet leaf on a wooden step and trip quite spectacularly. You know, it's good to know that you really are trained to instinctively break fall properly, but I really hate testing it out in practice. Consequently, ripped off a few layers of skin on forearm, and bruised my knee, not to mention covered myself in mud on one side, but it could definately have been a lot worse.

Brother insists we drive down to dad's work again to ask for a ladder. Met Irishman there who was renting a truck. Guessed his accent, and mentioned living in Scotland, and the first thing he did was supply me with a Scottish joke. Ah, the stereotypes. I think it made him happy that I picked up his accent since it was half americanized. So, Dad says no to the ladder, and says he will come up and try to break in himself after work. This leaves bro and I with two hours to kill, so we go to movies, though of course, none of the ones we want to see are starting soon enough for us to see them. Go to B&N instead and console ourselves by reading random manga. I resorted to Gravitation, which was so non-sensical it at least didn't require much thought... it was also more bearable than the anime. Afterwards, we go back to house with father this time and try to break in again. Still no luck, but finally see electrical people wandering around, and after flagging one down get told they'd just arrived after a reported "one light out" to discover half the neighborhood was down, and since they weren't from the area, they had no idea where they were...

We give up and go for pizza, it being around 6:30pm by then with the ultimatum that we'll check one last time afterwards before leaving my bro computerless. Lucky for him, they got the power back up. We got his computer and drove immediately to my dad's house and now I refuse to move or do anything else because obviously this day is cursed and I will be very glad when it's over. The end.

Which god did I piss on this time?

Today was... fraught with bad luck. Or to put it another way, the best thing that happened to me today was that I had a small cup of vanilla chai from Dunkin Donuts (and even with that, I'm beginning to think they've started watering it down to cut costs or something). I got woken up at six thirty by my dad getting my brother to school, and couldn't get back to sleep for my 8am start, which is still two hours earlier than I'm used to. I arrive at 9:30 at the temp agency and get asked to jump through hoops for two hours. Aced all the little tests they gave me, and would have done even better if I hadn't had to double check everything for dyslexic mistakes (of which I made a startling amount, though maybe it's because I was tired). Then they throw me for a loop with saying that instead of two forms of ID like they said they needed, what they really needed was either my passport, or my birth certificate and/or SS card and one other form of ID. Had they told me, I'd simply have grabbed my bloody passport, but now I have to go back on Monday and give it to them.

So, around lunch time, feeling annoyed and patronized, I drive home to my mum's to find that I can't get in the house. See, the electric garage door opener wasn't working, and I don't have any keys to the actual door because my mum took them away from me one day years ago saying I didn't really need them. I take the logical course and go and get a replacement battery for the door opener. Nothing. I try the other way of opening the other garage door which basically involves jimmying the electric lock. Still nothing. Oh, also, I'm doing all this in the pouring rain wearing a skirt and open toed leather sandals which were the only shoes I had that weren't sneakers and could be worn with my skirt. (and yes, I forgot the sneakers to change back into).

So, I drive down to my dad's work to pick up a screwdriver since there's another way of breaking in that I hadn't tried (can you tell we've been locked out before?). There, I get some money cause I'm starving (it being 1:30pm) and get told the electricity may be out in which case, I'm screwed even with my trusty screwdriver *only wishes it was sonic* I change into jeans finally, then head back up to the house and yes, the screwdriver doesn't work, which means the electricity is out even if that's hard to prove since everyone in my neighborhood works and no one was home to notice.

I give up and head out to get a late lunch before I have to pick my bro up from school. I stop at the chinese supermarket for some snacks (kasunagi peanuts and hello panda strawberry crackers) and buy a sweet roll that was supposed to have red bean paste in it, but upon eating it, I discovered it didn't. I then went on down to shoprite to find something cheap and tasty to eat. What do you know, I stumbled on a nice plate of eel roll sushi for five dollars. Good stuff, I think and buy it. I eat a few, and enjoy myself, even if it isn't the best sushi I've tasted. Then I start actually looking at the sushi. There, to my horror, I see fish vertebrae in the sushi, which annoys and sickens me since I dig this stuff up on archaeological sites and it's really not fun to see it in your food. I pull them out and force myself to eat a few more since I'm running low on money for anything else, but then I sicken even more upon realizing that the eel was canned eel and not even fresh... and finally I give up and ate the kasunagi peanuts and hello panda cookies for lunch.

The fun didn't end though. I go and pick up my bro and we try the house once more. Still nothing. Bro is desperate to get in cause unlike me and dad, his computer is in the house and mum is away for the weekend which would leave him spending the weekend computerless (a fate worse than death). I follow him around and debate other methods, most of which involved the doors not being dead bolted, and one of which involved a ladder. Did I mention it was still raining? So, while trying to convince him that he really didn't need a ladder, not to mention that my mum would kill him, I follow him around the house, step on a very wet leaf on a wooden step and trip quite spectacularly. You know, it's good to know that you really are trained to instinctively break fall properly, but I really hate testing it out in practice. Consequently, ripped off a few layers of skin on forearm, and bruised my knee, not to mention covered myself in mud on one side, but it could definately have been a lot worse.

Brother insists we drive down to dad's work again to ask for a ladder. Met Irishman there who was renting a truck. Guessed his accent, and mentioned living in Scotland, and the first thing he did was supply me with a Scottish joke. Ah, the stereotypes. I think it made him happy that I picked up his accent since it was half americanized. So, Dad says no to the ladder, and says he will come up and try to break in himself after work. This leaves bro and I with two hours to kill, so we go to movies, though of course, none of the ones we want to see are starting soon enough for us to see them. Go to B&N instead and console ourselves by reading random manga. I resorted to Gravitation, which was so non-sensical it at least didn't require much thought... it was also more bearable than the anime. Afterwards, we go back to house with father this time and try to break in again. Still no luck, but finally see electrical people wandering around, and after flagging one down get told they'd just arrived after a reported "one light out" to discover half the neighborhood was down, and since they weren't from the area, they had no idea where they were...

We give up and go for pizza, it being around 6:30pm by then with the ultimatum that we'll check one last time afterwards before leaving my bro computerless. Lucky for him, they got the power back up. We got his computer and drove immediately to my dad's house and now I refuse to move or do anything else because obviously this day is cursed and I will be very glad when it's over. The end.