I've met the devil and his name is Xerox

I've just gotten off the phone with not one, not two, but THREE Xerox supergeniuses. I can tell by the surprised look on your face that you don't believe such a thing is possible. Well my dear reader, it is! It is also possible that this marks the third time in 3 days that I've had to call. *Fun side story: every time I have called on our 'new' machine for more service, a hold shows up on the account that is leftover from the previous owner....funnily enough, I have had that hold removed, oh, today was the 7th time?*

Whee! Yahooo! Hooray! Huzzah! Rejoicing!!!

One Thing I Really Effing Hate...

...is people who bitch and moan about how under-appreciated they are for stupid, petty shit, and then follow it up with a 10 minute rant of the reasons they THEMSELVES BELIEVE they should be under-appreciated. Suck it up already, for Christ's sake. Grow some balls and say 'no' once in a while. Make a decision based on how it will effect your life, not someone else's. Or maybe, just MAYBE, stop to consider the fact that the only person who can make you feel like shit is YOU. Who gives a rat's ass what anybody else says? Are they living your life every day? No! So screw them, and screw you for keeping yourself trapped in some imaginary boundary because *gasphorrorpanic* some person out there you will most likely never actually meet might give a half-second's worth of thought to the matter. It's actually fairly self-centered to think your actions (or non-actions, as it were)are going to matter to or unfixably disrupt someone's daily activities.

Chances are it doesn't matter one stinking bit. Get over yourself already.