|Current mood:|| aggravated|
|Current music:||none... just the washer spinnin'...|
....pizzed off pizza man....
Today has been a cruddy day. Mark and I faught most of the day, then I went to work. Work was ok, until about 7:00 tonight, when I was called to the service desk. Seems someone took it upon themselves to call a local pizza place and order two pizzas in my name. I told the delivery guy I didn't order pizzas. I called the number they gave when placing the order, and an old guy answered the phone. I asked if anyone at that number had ordered the pizzas, he was so confused, but said no. Finally, I gave up and just told the pizza guy that I had not ordered them and didn't know who did. I sure as hell wasn't paying for them. He called back down to the pizza place, and they checked the caller ID for the number. Turns out the call was made from the pay phone out in the lobby in front of the store I work at. I can't think of anybody I work with that would have done it. He said it was a man's voice and he claimed he worked there and was on break and ordered the pizzas for me. Then gave them the bogus number. Mark was at the store at the time, but swears it wasn't him. He did act genuinely surprised when I told him about it. But who knows. The only enemies I have are his family members. I didn't see any of them in the store tonight. I have a good sense of humor, and I can take jokes. I do all the time. But that was ridiculous. Then to top it all off, the old guy I had called shows up at the store and wants to know what was going on, because I confused him on the phone. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Somebody is messin' with me, and I'm not happy.
Anyway......I closed tonight and have to open at 7:00 in the morning so I had better try to get some sleep. We have about six or seven inches of snow now. Its friggin' cold out there...brrrrrrrr... I can't wait for Spring, when things start coming back to life and turning green.
Carla's attitude was kind of cold towards me tonight, but I don't know why. I thought maybe she was just having a bad day and gave her space. Hopefully tomorrow she will be back to her usual self. I'm such a paranoid person though, I automatically think its something I've done or said. I can't think of anything though.
Ah well, such is life, eh?
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