Day 13: Dealing with Rage

Just kidding about the dealing with rage thing! I keep joking about it b/c I was SOOOO mad yesterday. I don’t really get mad in that way. Very seldom is there something that sends me off the deep end. Matty’s situation is one thing that can still do it now and then, but I find that pretty valid.

Anyway, thanks for the comments and emails. I cannot believe how many people have similar experiences. WHAT IS THE DEAL?  I was sooo impressed by this company and everyone who worked for them except for this woman. I worked with twelve people total, and only one was “bad.” Unfortunately, she was such a crazy bi*%h that she totally ruined the entire situation. I’ll post photos of my room as it stands right now. Ed got to the point at about 3:00 a.m. where he would literally just dump clothing boxes on the bed. Everything in them was such a freaking wreck anyway that it didn’t matter.

If you know me, you’ll know that I will not let this go until something is done. The woman who did all of this was called into the office at 9:00 this morning for “the appropriate action.” I’m hoping my gut feeling on what the “appropriate action” is is correct because IMO, there’s only one thing to do when someone does something like this. I forgot to mention that I strongly believe the ketchup thing was intentional for many reasons, one of them being that only the white handbags had ketchup on them. Coincidence? I think not. And trust me, I checked them all very carefully.

At 2:00  this morning, as I was still digging through boxes, I unpacked my favorite. Nothing particularly valuable, but beyond disgusting. Following are just a few of the items once again thrown into a large box:

- toilet plunger, unwrapped

- toilet brush, out of the holder, unwrapped of course

- tooth brushes, unwrapped, setting up against bottom of toilet plunger

-  everything from my shower – shampoo, conditioner, etc.

- hair accessories (I have lots of little shiny things to put in my hair so as to distract from the fact that it’s generally a three day old rat’s nest), all floating around, some squished

- three dirty bath mats

Lots, lots, lost more.

Really? My toothbrushes and dental floss were tossed on top of a mothereffing toilet plunger?

80% of the stuff in that box went straight to the trash. Anyway, the 17 page letter I wrote (before finding the toilet plunger box) was quite therapeutic.  I called at 8:45 this a.m. their time to ensure that they rec’d my letter, which of course they did. The woman who is handling the issue with the “packer” forwarded my manifesto onto their customer service individual whose job it must be to make really pissed off people calmer. He called to let me know that he received it, but that he was out of the office and couldn’t open it on his blackberry. He said he’d be in touch early next week. Obviously, he will be or I’ll be in touch.   I fully believe he will indeed call me, but we’ll see what he offers.

My mom flew in this morning. We got pedicures late this afternoon, which was just heavenly.I have to say that I enjoyed that hour in the magic chair more than I’ve enjoyed most things over the past three weeks! I fell asleep twice!  My toes did not look like the belonged to a human being! I still had leftover black French with sliver sparkly lines from Vegas six weeks ago. How gross is that?!?!

Then, we attended a dinner reception for a very close family friend who was married today. It was wonderful – I love being around happy newlyweds! And this marriage is one of those where you truly know they’re happy and right for each other. Wish I could say that about all of the couples whose weddings I’ve attended, but I cannot. The bride just glowed all night. She looked gorgeous and her happiness was contagious.

My bug and my girl were WONDERFUL. We got home at 10:30 and they still had it together. Matty wanted cake all night sooo badly, but he of course had to wait. He never once whined, demanded, or melted down. He waited over two hours for cake and was patient the entire time.  When he finally got a piece, he screamed, “I WUG CAKE! THANK YOU!!!!” and went to town. So sweet. Any time anyone would pull out a camera, Matty would yell, “Cheese!” and bust out his cheese smile. He wasn’t doing it for attention; he truly believes that any time a photo is taken it’s taken of him.  Matty can generally handle blowing his bedtime if we’re out and having fun, but Molley isn’t quite the partier. She did really well tonight, though. She cried herself to sleep on Ed, which was actually very sweet. She then woke up and was awake for the last hour or so – she was great! All in all a good night.

Hope you all have a great weekend!