Rave Cigna is already massively better than BCBM. Within minutes I got a hold of someone and within 10 total minutes on the phone any issue I had was resolved. Back with BCBM I'd be on hold for literally 40 minutes and then they'd have no concrete answer for the issue I was having. So happy I switched.
Rant: I really hate dealing with arrogant people. I've just started a new role, and have been brought in to drive and improve process. So far I've gotten on well with everyone, as part from one manager who constantly complains about every meeting or email I send which he feels encroaches on his area and feels like I'm trying to steal his glory. I fucking hate workplace politics and just want to get in and do my job.
RAVE: I did exactly as my wife asked when she pulled me close, gently grabbed my ball bag, and whispered "Drain 'em" in my ear. Pregnant again, already. She wasn't fucking around when she said she wanted another kid.
Rave: I'm back. New and improved. Or at least more nihilistic and jaded which is pretty much the same.
Rant: My roommate and his girlfriend just started calling each other "bun" as a pet name. Like, all the time. Every other thing they say to each other starts or ends with it. They are both fantastic people and two of my best friends, but I'm going to throw up pretty soon and I hate them.
Rant: Wedding drama. My fiances mom is paying for our reception, as per her enthusiastic offer. My parents are paying for the rehearsal dinner but havent offered to help out with vendors or anything, at least not yet. I have no idea if they will, my parents have always had a policy where we pay for things ourselves (well at least me, compared to my brother and sister) for whatever reason. Ive made peace with that over the years. But now that they havent offered to do anything, its causing a slight rift between the two families, my parents being oblivious to it. To be fair to my mother in law, my parents did make a brief mention that they would help out in some way. In their mind, they probably think the rehearsal dinner is just that. This puts me an incredibly uncomfortable situation where I feel like Im resenting my parents a bit for it, whether thats founded or not. Maybe theyll still offer to help, maybe they wont. I dont know if I should confront them about it.
Rave: The water was awesome for a 7am swim. Rant: I wasn't intending to get into the water by being dumped out of my kayak over a km from the beach. Fucking hard work getting back with the waves like they were.
Rant: My wife and son went to the beach without me. It's not entirely for pleasure, my wife has to take care of some stuff for a few hours, but they will have the majority of five days to do whatever they want. It will be his first time seeing the ocean, he loves water, I wish I could see his face. Rave: You know what my house sounds like right now? Absolute silence. It. Is. Amazing.
Rant: I don't like the pink industrial soap that my office janitorial service provides in the bathroom. So, I usually just pick up whatever Softsoap is on special. So, cleaning lady, you could at least wait until it's empty, before you top it off? I mean, really?
Rant: About six weeks ago, I remembered that I hadn't obtained my 2014 Uncirculated and Silver Proof sets. Fortunately, you're generally able to order those sets well into the next year. So I ordered them. And waited. For a week. For the website to note my order was still not processed. Ok, so I cancel that order, wait a couple of days, reorder. I also pay an extra $5 for shipping. I should note, I live about 6 blocks from the mint. But due to the cold, I'm like 'fuck it' and wanted the shit brought to my doorstep. Cue me getting a card from UPS that it was undeliverable. No reason. Oh, and they deliver the card Monday, which tells me I have til Weds to pick it up or it goes back to the shipper. So I had to drive several miles to go get the coins. All this to avoid walking 6 blocks in the cold. Even worse, I have a client that's 3 blocks away. Yeah. Rave: The coin sets are gorgeous, especially the Silver Proof America the Beautiful Quarters.
Rave: Got this text from my wife last night while she was at work. "Mmmmm.... you might find your cock in my mouth tonight when I get home." Being woken up by a blow job is great, doesn't matter what time is it, whether it is in the morning, or when your wife gets home from work at midnight.
Rave: I had a frustrated rant typed up about my job, but my boss just called me into her office and said they're promoting me so there is no rant anymore.
RANT: I'm on vacation. Asleep on vacation, no less. And I get five texts from my general manager because he can't find a bottle of wine at the bar. Here's a fucking clue: IT'S YOUR BAR. KNOW WHAT'S IN IT. DON'T CALL AND TEXT ME INCESSANTLY BECAUSE YOUR STAFF SOLD SOME WINE AND NOW YOU CAN'T FIND IT BECAUSE IT NO LONGER EXISTS. I want to hold his head down in a bowl of hot porridge until it goes up his nose and for the next five years when he sneezes steel cut oats will shoot the fuck out of his dumb face.
Rant: Niece's father calls my sister wasted and cusses her out. Reasoning? She texted him at work (4 hours earlier) to see if he was coming to have dinner with them. Cue family court. Rant: My ex has been secretly contacting my family to see if I'm dealing with depression. Key moment in our relationship was when I told her I was depressed and suicidal, the next time we spoke she said "I'm not wearing your ring anymore." For the life of me, I cannot figure out why after months of silence, she bugs my mom ("Why didn't you wish me a happy birthday?") and sister for gossip. Rant: It's official. Mom is disabled now and cannot work. Lung capacity is somewhere between a toddler and "You can't stand up this long". Goddammit.
RAVE: Solid progress on my kitchen today. Drywall holes filled, primed, and first coat of a really nice red paint applied. I no longer have to look at the light puke green that was in there before. Something really nice about wood and red paint for a kitchen. Looking forward to getting it done, which should be later tonight or tomorrow morning. Also building out a couple of new wall-hanging cabinets that will make all the difference in the world. RANT: Red paint is a bitch. Love the colour, but holy fuck do you need a few coats to get proper coverage. I knew this going in, but it's going to be worth it. Thankfully I have beer. BIGGER RANT: Curved. Fucking. Walls. The math and joinery skills for making custom cabinets to fit a curved wall is pushing the limits of my skill and patience. Thankfully I have nice, dark, spiced rum.
Rant: Got a letter from my landlord that they're not renewing my lease in in a few months because he needs to move an elderly friend into my place or something. Now I have 2 months to find a place to live when most apartments in this city don't start leases until September 1. With everything going on this year, this is the last thing I wanted to deal with. Rant: A good friend got arrested for wire fraud. Known him for years and while I don't have any sympathy for him personally, he and his wife have two small children. It's going to be very tough on them. Rant: My cat Lomax took a shit on the kitchen table this morning. There's ways to make statements, and there's ways not to make statements. He sat next to it and just glared at me when I walked in the kitchen this morning with a "What are you gonna do about it, bitch?" look on his face. Rant: Fiancé threw out my last sleeve of Thin Mints because she thought I didn't want them. I was saving them for a rainy day just like today. I ripped open the garbage bag and ate them right out of the trash like a fucking animal.
RANT: Honda engineers can suck cock. Neighbour torqued off his wheel stud on his 2001 Civic when he was trying to swap out his winter tires, so he asked me if I could lend a hand. You have NO fucking idea how hard it is to replace a simple $5 wheel stud on that fucking car.
Rant: I'm sad Juice has to call off his wedding because he is clearly engaged to an INSANE PERSON. Who throws Girl Scout cookies out? Who DOESN'T WANT to finish their Thin Mints?