Wednesday, September 27, 2006
International Rage Day
Yesterday, I did several uncharacteristic things.
First, I had a shouting match with the chef at work. I don't shout, I generally act pathetic and cry and win arguments that way, but yesterday was different. Yesterday I was filled with white-hot rage.
When I bicycled home after said shouting match, I found that the water company had shut off my water for non-payment of my bill, which I pay every month online. I had to give them one hundred and five extra dollars, and still fill a bucket of water at my neighbor's hose in order to flush the toilet. I got really snotty with the water company on the phone, and generally stomped around like an ogre. The water company was totally unimpressed with this, and their 8-noon turn-on service didn't show until 12:30, just to put me in my place.
Rage, I tell you. Absolutely useless rage.
First, I had a shouting match with the chef at work. I don't shout, I generally act pathetic and cry and win arguments that way, but yesterday was different. Yesterday I was filled with white-hot rage.
When I bicycled home after said shouting match, I found that the water company had shut off my water for non-payment of my bill, which I pay every month online. I had to give them one hundred and five extra dollars, and still fill a bucket of water at my neighbor's hose in order to flush the toilet. I got really snotty with the water company on the phone, and generally stomped around like an ogre. The water company was totally unimpressed with this, and their 8-noon turn-on service didn't show until 12:30, just to put me in my place.
Rage, I tell you. Absolutely useless rage.
