The Complaining and Bitching Thread

Finished watching Monday Night Football and I'm wondering who are all these people who are buying luxury cars as Christmas presents. Seemed like every other TV break had a commercial for BMW.

 

Ain't that the truth? Car makers run these ads every year, so it must be worth the effort on their parts. I'm just living the wrong person's life. Where can I find a woman who'll buy me a nice car??

Lol

 

Yesterday my FIL was supposed to have his abdomen CT at 11:00am. The people at the hospital outpatient imaging didn't bother telling the nurse at the assisted living facility who scheduled the appointment that the doctor's order wasn't complete. My wife & were POd and let them know it. The only good thing to come out it was he did eventually have the images done (we didn't have to reschedule), but he was getting very agitated (can't blame him) by the time they put him in the machine at 2:15.

He's in a wheelchair, and we're not equipped to transport him. Arranging transportion can be a pain, especially when the appointment turns into a '"We're still waiting to hear from ________." game. We spent nearly four hours driving to take care of this.

Late yesterday afternoon I missed a call from the gastrointerologist who wanted to see my FIL this AM, which was impossible to arrange by the time I listened to the VMM (entirely my fault). I'm now playing phone tag with the assistant at the dr's office. The folks at the assisted living center aren't happy and are hemhawing about transporting him on their bus. My wife is hounding me to hound the dr's office.

 

It is SO FUCKING COLD in the lab. Can't handle it.

 

Swapped out the road tires for snow tires that are too big for my rear fender. Hence, my butt is wet.

That is all.

 

Crap! Now I have to hire a counterperson and two drivers.

 

If I had a spare $50-60,000 to spend I would buy something more practical.

 

Holy crap. I'm listening to a rendition of Auld Lang Syne...... on the BANJO????

Sweet Jesus, just kill me now.....

 

My butt/hip/back still hurts.

I have 7 more weeks of this.

YAY. Pregnancy is a blessing. :-p

 

FINALLY!

After much phone tag, the appoitment is set, & transportation has been arranged.

This crap reminds me of Airplane--"I picked the wrong week to quit (smoking, drinking, & sniffing glue)."

 

I think it's bad form to post your test scores on facebook when you consider that so many of us are linked together and some folks aren't feeling as happy tonight as others.

/first world asshole problems.

 

They like you so much they don't want you to leave?