drag you up and drag you home
Monday, June 12th, 2006 05:28 pmLet's see... I've taken Amtrak quite a few times. And uh, WHAT THE FUCK. If you're having to continually put up people in hotels because you've screwed up their connections so badly that they have to spend the entire night in a hotel, no wonder you're periodically going bankrupt.
I have a lot more rage but most of it's directed at me for somehow not being prescient, which is ridiculous.
Note: just called my therapist's voice mail and left a really long rambling voice mail that was along the lines of "Hey, I know we had an appointment tomorrow, but um, I've been diverted to Chicago, which is not Iowa City, is it. No, no, it is not. Fuckers. So I won't be around tomorrow. Sorry. I feel like this is my fault somehow! But uh, that's ridiculous, isn't it, since I can't really control ... y'know... the train schedules for the entire United States... I ... guess..." At which point I proceeded to trail off, and then say, "Um, I guess I'll call you when I get back. Which will not be tomorrow. Maybe Wednesday. Definitely Wednesday. Sorry again."
And occasionally people wonder why I need a therapist.
Edited to add: It was even worse when I had to call back and cancel my cancellation. That message consisted of "Uh, this is Erika, I'm calling for _my therapist_, and uhm, cancel that cancellation, I guess I'm going to be in Iowa City tomorrow after all. Unless you've already made an appointment, which is possible, I guess. I'll call? Tomorrow? Before I come? Yeah, I should probably do that. I'm glad I don't have to reschedule, I'm sure I don't need to tell you. Yes. Um. Bye."
Someone needs to magically pop up with a script every time I have to leave a goddamn message.
I have a lot more rage but most of it's directed at me for somehow not being prescient, which is ridiculous.
Note: just called my therapist's voice mail and left a really long rambling voice mail that was along the lines of "Hey, I know we had an appointment tomorrow, but um, I've been diverted to Chicago, which is not Iowa City, is it. No, no, it is not. Fuckers. So I won't be around tomorrow. Sorry. I feel like this is my fault somehow! But uh, that's ridiculous, isn't it, since I can't really control ... y'know... the train schedules for the entire United States... I ... guess..." At which point I proceeded to trail off, and then say, "Um, I guess I'll call you when I get back. Which will not be tomorrow. Maybe Wednesday. Definitely Wednesday. Sorry again."
And occasionally people wonder why I need a therapist.
Edited to add: It was even worse when I had to call back and cancel my cancellation. That message consisted of "Uh, this is Erika, I'm calling for _my therapist_, and uhm, cancel that cancellation, I guess I'm going to be in Iowa City tomorrow after all. Unless you've already made an appointment, which is possible, I guess. I'll call? Tomorrow? Before I come? Yeah, I should probably do that. I'm glad I don't have to reschedule, I'm sure I don't need to tell you. Yes. Um. Bye."
Someone needs to magically pop up with a script every time I have to leave a goddamn message.