Wednesday's Random Crapitude

Okay, here is your warning.  This is one whiny post.  This is like the exact opposite of such soul-renewing, life-affirming memes as "Monday Positives" or "Happiness is..." or even balanced approaches like "Good, Bad, and Ugly."  This is just ugly.  Run away now.

So there's all kinds of crap I could complain about.  PLENTY.  But all I have to say is this: I struggled all day with a complicated piece of writing in which I had to summarize a complex and controversial topic using unweildy data in, you know, five pages or less.  I was on page four and a half, minding my own business, finally having wrangled the damn thing into submission, and feeling pretty damn good about myself, or at least feeling like I might survive The Summer of Two Jobs Plus Construction, when some fucking thing happened to the fucking network and the fucking file got corrupted and I lost three of my four-and-a-half pages of single spaced prose (as well as the restructuring and reformatting I did to the first page and a half).

And you know that annoying thing that Word does when you shut down without saving (or, you know, sneeze) and when you re-start word it retrieves the most recent copy of your document and asks you if you want to save it in a separate file?  Yeah, it didn't do that.  And all the hidden word files, the ones that start with a tilde and shit?  None of those have any of my lost pages either.

This is the second time this happened at exactly 6 pm (why yes, after a full day of work with lunch eaten at my desk writing this damn thing).  But tech support doesn't answer the phone at 6 pm.  I guess they're too busy playing with the buttons on the network servers.

If anyone gives me advice about the value of frequent saving, well, I'm just saying...don't.  Mkay?  I know you wouldn't but, in case you would?  Don't.

And you missed the part where I broke down sobbing in front of someone I supervise.  Because it's really all about the professionalism here.  Yup.  That's me.

It's all made especially fine by the fact that I'm PMSing and was up all night last night worrying about how I'm going to get all my "summer projects" done.  Oh, and the fact that when Rhys pulled one carseat and a box of travel toys out of the car to take her sister and nephews to the airport this morning, someone stole them out of our fucking driveway in the middle of the morning.  We have to hope they thought they were free.  But we don't exactly live on the highway, and they weren't on the side of the road; they were halfway down our driveway, between the fence and the dumpster.  Who does that?  Who says "hey, look at that carseat sitting in that driveway, think I'll take it!"  The fuck?

Have I said fuck enough for you yet?  No? 

Fuck. 

There.  At least I feel better.  Now go look at something cute.

Comments

[Amanda]

One of the offices I used to work in had a rather...indifferent...electrical system, and you never knew when it was going to cut out for a minute or two. Not long enough that we got to go home, but just long enough to trash everything you had been working on (and to completely hose your Outlook archive folders, which actually happened to me TODAY). So I know your pain, so very well.
And the stealing from your yard? Very surprising, as I know the area where you live (Smith alum, y'see)....but then, selfish dirtbags are a constant in this world. I just trust that the Universe will GET THEM one of these days. :-)

[Sara]

Damn re all of it. They stole a carseat???? That is LOW. On so many levels.

Damn. I'll hoist a drink in your favor - it's gotta help.

[Kathy]

I'm sorry. This is exactly the type of day that the creators of Cadbury Fruit & Nut had in mind. Go get one -- I'm sure that it will help. Positive. (If that fails, there is always the bottle of Cuervo -- not that I'd know anything 'bout that.)

[Carole]

Yowza. That's on crappy day, hon. Shall I send chocolate? Overnight?

[PumpkinMama]

Fuck is right. Fuckity, fuck fuck, fuckfuckfuck. Keep repeaing that - it won't change anything, but you might feel a little better.

[wix]

the shit's going around, if that makes you feel any better.

and i'm not telling you the following to snark or be an asshole, but there is a great setting on word that will auto-save your work for you every so many minutes. i've lost many a piece, and the husband has lost many, too, and while we're not any better now at pressing ctrl+s, at least the auto-save makes recovery a bit less painful. you should be able to find the option under tools>options>save. i hope tech support can recover your work for you.

[Norma]

Wow. I won't even TRY to compete with that. That is total fuckedupcrapitude, right there.

[maryse]

fuck and the fuckers they rode in on. and your bastard neighbors whoever they are.

[Kate]

What a shitty day!!! You could've coped if you hadn't been under remodeling siege, but when you have that much stress the shitty days are beyond bearable.
We are 1 year and 9 months post remodel and yes it was worth it. The debt will go on until the day I retire, (or I will retire the day the debt is paid) and I almost divorced spouse and kid (and dog). It's a bit like non stop PMS till the day the workers walk out the door, but you will survive.
Sorry it is so hard.
P.S.We still can't convince our IT not to push out programs and reboot computers in the middle of the day when we're all working... it's convenient for them, but heaven forbid you're in the bathroom when they give you the 5 minute warning that they are shutting down your computer.....so I feel the pain....

Kate

[amysue]

Wow. All I can do is let you know I feel for you and hope tomorrow is a better day. But wow, that sucks.

[Teri]

Oh, you so totally just topped my "query crashing after two hours of coding that could be recreated in half that time now that I know what I'm doing" from this afternoon. Totally. That whole lesson on frequent saving? Yeah.. I'll join you back in the remedial class.

Today was one of those days that made me understand habitual drinkers. Much sympathy and wishes for a better tomorrow.

(Who the fuck steals car seats?!)

[Katy]

Fuck.
So sorry.

[Lisa]

That sucks! I can't save your paper and I don't have an extra carseat - is there anything I can do?!!!

[--Deb]

Oooooh noooo!

[Liz]

fricken' frackin' fruckin' frugin' fuck.

Hang in there.

[claudia]

Handing you a virtual bar of top-quality Swiss chocolate. That is all.

[Kat with a K]

Ugh! Yuck.

[Jessica]

Sorry, you're mired in crapitude. :(

[Emma.]

FUCK !

Just in case that helps a little,if only as an expression of solidarity.

[wenders]

Oh, hon, that all just...sucks. I'm sending you pink light - and my though that good things are around the corner (I do believe things pretty much balance themselves out over time...)

Hang in there.

[Helen]

Oh wow, that really sucks. All of it.

[Laurie]

Time is the only answer. Time for all this to start to fade from memory. I hope ONE THING GOOD happens today for you.

[JoVE]

Shit. Good thing you didn't pack the liqour.

[Manise]

WTF? Stole a car seat and car travel toys? That's plain nasty! I'm really sorry for all this craptitude that's been visiting you lately. Sending you hugs.

[Judy]

Ow! The universe will get the carseat thieves back.

And that Word autosave has never worked for me...I have it turned on and can't ever find the damn saved file. I feel your pain!