over and over time...
Justin and Mary Beth returned from their sabbatical in one of the many unpopulated portions of tennessee sometime on monday...then that night they came over to my apartment and we hung out a bit...uh, didn't really do anything though...then tuesday i went over to Jacques/Amber's after work...they fed me stale pizza and i was hungry after working 2 hours of overtime so it was good...after that Justin, Mary Beth, and i went over to Justin H.'s...then uh yesterday i worked a whole of 4 hours of overtime...it was pretty nice though, for the most part, i was getting trs calls most of the day and had a good bit of free time to do a lot of reading...in fact, i finished Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami...but then my final two fucking hours were overtaken by miserable hell...i mean, for starters i'd been there for 10 and a half to 12 and a half hours...but i'd had a nice slow day reading and then get asked to do a relief...so i do that, the guy on the call before me had already been on the call almost an hour...the guy or girl was calling tech support about setting up a wireless network on a laptop or something...well this person was possibly the least intelligent (i.e. dumbest) person i've had to relay for...i mean, the tech people were going in circles over and over for the simplest things and they just didn't get it...they'd have responses to questions that were just completely out there and had nothing whatsoever to do with what the techs were trying to tell them...after i was on for half an hour (of course, i started an hour into the call) the tech guy was just like "i've done everything i possibly can to explain this as clearly as possible...we're obviously not in the same place and we're just going to keep going in circles...so if you can have someone else call back for you or get a technician to come to you" or whatever...so they were like okay and hung up and all...THEN they had me call back to get another tech...that's possibly the most obnoxious thing any legit relay user has ever done...so then i'm on the phone another hour and a half going in more circles over simple shit and i'm spoiled by having so much time between calls and reading and i just want to read some more and i've been there half a fucking day and i don't want to wast the last 2 hours of my fucking shift...but, of course, i did...i had to get releif from the call...who knows how that bullshit ended...after work i went grocery shopping...Justin and Mary Beth met me and they gave me an [very] early birthday present...a puprple shirt with Ralph Wiggum wearing a leotard and it says "i wanna dance"...at first i thought it was a lot smaller than it is but looking back on it, i mean it's small, but not quite so tiny...the tag says XL so i guess maybe it shrunk or something...it'll be a little tight on me but i was expecting something of the proptions of my ARP shirt...after the grocery store Justin didn't have cigarettes so they ceased hanging out with me...bastards...then today i got a headache and it sucked...so when i got home i took some advil, hopefully it like effects me soon and stuff...i can't think of nuthin' else to say...