You Can't Win Sometimes...

*Zoinks*

The above Scooby-Doo reference was all I had typed early Thursday afternoon when all hell broke loose.

It had been a long week already. We were short handed, people were getting bitchy, Paterson was still recovering from the floods.

A pipe sprung a leak in my ceiling on Tuesday. Two days and six hundred dollars later there was still a noticeable leak with no noticeable source and now there was a nice hole in my ceiling to match.

We were behind in just about every way possible, I had loaned out so much money I was nearly broke, my car was acting up, some clown on one of my busses broke a windshield on a car by throwing a glass bottle (allegedly I suppose). I was exhausted.

The vehicle insurance having just been conquered I was moving onto the health insurance and it wasn't going very well. I was recovering at the end of an unpleasant meeting on a rather warm afternoon when my brother and I heard a crash from outside our office. We rushed to the window just quick enough to watch as the tension and ground wires on the telephone poles snapped and the phone line themselves broke apart and crashed to the ground. Needless to say my internet connection and the barely born post crashed with it. We spend the next four days without phones and little to no sign of help from the phone company.

With 5 business lines forwarded to my cell phone the damn thing didn't stop ringing all weekend. I was tired and fed up and it showed in my responses to callers at odd hours.:

To the guy who refused to give me any information about himself or the job he was calling in reference to when he asked what my name was, "I'm Fu." "What?" "Fu" "I don't understand. How do you spell that?" "F-U buddy." (He called back today...ha.)

To the girl who called looking for her golf cleats, "Hey you sound kind of cute. How old are you?" (She didn't call back today...double ha.)

To the genius who called three times asking if we could bus his group to Atlantic City after I had already told him no twice ,"Yeah sure we could do that. Do I need your information? Nope. Just have your group standing outside waiting for me." (If he ever calls back...)

But the week wasn't all bad. Wednesday night I stopped by the Youth Ministry meeting and ended up grabbing a bite to eat with some of my favorite people. Friday could have been great but only two people showed up for the movie screening in the church basement so it was merely fun. Saturday I grabbed lunch with Nick and Forti and went for Tuxes for the first wedding. More on that later... Saturday night I grabbed a drink with Michelle and was very glad that I did.

This is how the original entry would have started, "You can't win sometimes..."

And this is how this one ends,"...but sometimes you can."