I'm So Freaking Angry ....

 Friday was a good day. I got an email from the Company stating there is a project starting Monday, and it is only for 1-2 weeks, but still.... I replied I was available but would need 8/1-8/2 off. Reply came back saying that would not be a problem, so over the weekend I waited for project information. The only additional info I got was there is to be a meeting at 9am (my time) for the project. 

So the weekend goes along ... Come Sunday evening, I check my emails, see I have a couple tasks to complete in the online HR for the Company. I get home, and go to the computer and it is off. I always leave mine on, just because, so I asked the Youngest if power had been out. I asked, as there was a warning sent out for extreme dust storm earlier in the evening, and it was pretty bad. He said there had been some flickers of the lights, meaning power hadn't completely gone out, but evidently enough to shut down the computer. I go to turn it on. Nothing. I check the Wife's computer, as it had turned off as well, and it powered up fine. I tried everything I could think of for my computer, changed cords, changed plug-ins, verified connections.... all to no avail. I have a dead computer, and a project to start the next day.

After a couple hours, many, many cuss words, a few fist punches into the metal desk, I gave up. Fortunately, I had my old computer handy as a back up, so I unhooked the newer one, and started switching connections. Then the new monitor I had would not work with the old system, so I had to get out my older monitor (smaller). Booting up the older computer was tense, and took forever (I'm spoiled with my newer system) but it did finally get to the desktop. I verified I had access to email, etc, that the keyboard & mouse were working... then I went to bed.

I got up early this morning to make sure I had everything done prior to the meeting, and that I have access to log-in to the remote desktop. Which I cannot. I did the password reset, and it is blocking me at this time, which basically means the Company hasn't allowed me access yet. The meeting is an hour away.

So I'm frustrated. I have a new computer system that is barely a year old that won't start. No access to the project to start today, my desk is a mess from shifting everything around last night and having to move paperwork, etc. And it is summertime in Arizona so it is freaking hot all the time. I don't have any soda at the house. Just. So. Freaking. Angry. 

Sigh. Hope your day is better than mine...

PeacE

Disliking My 'Fellow Man'

 It's Monday night, and for football fans, all that means is that there is a game on and the weekend is extended for three hours usually when one is off work for the day. Of course that all depends on what shift you work, and travel time, etc. Details, details. I got a text about 4 this afternoon that three of my good buddies were meeting up at one of the pubs, one friend who had a vested interest in tonight's game - he is a Detroit fan. It did not end up well for him, but that's for another conversation. Anyways, I went up, had some fun with friends, and called it an early night, thinking I would just hit the McD's on my home for some grub.

It's just after 10'ish, so the McD's was not swamped, and as I pulled in from the street, I have to turn, and go in front of another local business, to get to McD's. I see what appears to be a homeless person, laying on the sidewalk in front of this place of business. I stop, put down the window, and ask... "Are you okay?'. He was laying on his back, legs out in the driving area of the parking lot. There was another man there, looking just as desolate, and he says to me, "HE's fine". And so I roll on through to McD's drive-thru.

It bothered me. Another person answered for him, and I never saw him lift a hand or head to register any of that short convo. As I went through the ordering process, I ordered a couple extra sandwiches. Yes, they were the cheaper ones, which is what I was ordering anyways. And I got my Sweet Tea. I didn't think to order another drink - bad on me.

As I completed the drive-thru process, and received my food/drink, I looked over to the front of that business. This guy is STILL laying out the same way, and the other person that answered before is long gone. I don't know why, but I got pissed. I rolled up again in front of him, yelled out asking if he was okay. Did I need to call for help (an ambulance) or the police. He slowly raised himself up, and only asked, "Do you have something to drink?". I only had my one, sweet, iced tea.... which I had not had a drink of yet. My mind rebelled against me, as I said "Yes, and here you go.". HE got up and took the drink. I asked if he was hungry, knowing I bought a couple extra items, and I handed them out as well. I asked again if all was ok, or did I still need to call an ambulance or ER services. He said no, and I drove away, to head home.

That all sounds like I did a "good deed" in helping someone that appears homeless, hungry, etc. Unfortunately, in my town, like many across the nation, this is appearing more and more, and most of them, at least in my area, avid drug users. In all honesty, if this guy had looked like one (believe me when I say I know what they look like - past history) I would not have done this much.

But what really infuriates me, is the first time I stopped by, prior to getting in the drive-thru, I am not "Blocking" traffic behind me in the parking lot. Yet another little POS looking car has the audacity to not only pull up behind me, lay on his horn, then make a big show about backing up and pulling around me... to get to the drive-thru - not caring about what was happening, and that driver could obviously see the same I was seeing. So this dickwad makes it into the queue before I do, and I flipped him the finger the whole time I could, knowing that he couldn't see it behind my headlights, since I was the car behind him. He gets his order, and starts to pull ahead ... then stops. Literally three feet from the pickup - I assume he is 'checking his order'. So I lay on my horn. HE promptly gives me a finger, which I see through the back window, the he proceeds to open his door.

I'm thinking, this MF'er wants confrontation? I'm ready. I'm already angry at his lack of social conscience, let him. I shout out my window to him, "Get back in your Piece of shit and fucking move. You ain't worth any of my time." He looks back again, climbs in his car, and drives away, again passing the guy laying halfway out in the parking lot.

I gave up my drink, and half the dinner I picked up, to help someone. Did he play me? Was he really that dehydrated and hungry? Was it a plea for some sucker to get him stuff? I don't know. I felt I did what a human should.

I know many homeless, and the 'pretends'  that do the cup hold-outs, etc, at intersections, and what not, are not always what they seem to be. Caught many at the closest gas station counting the money they collected, then whipping out their new iPhones and calling for a ride and talking about how much the y made that day. I hate that. Makes me so angry. Which is why in a case like this that someone just fucking ignoring a human, laying half off the sidewalk and into the parking lot, they just drive past them.....

I hate people. I am not a good people person. I never will be, especially if this is the way human ity os becoming.

Angry. Angry. Angry.

PeacE