This week was hell. I tried to ask the principals if I could give out apples for an event in the cafeteria and they acted as if I wanted to hand out bows and arrows. Apparently, apples can be used as weapons. Now, I understand that my kids can be a bit immature at times, but c'mon! THEY'RE APPLES! So that happened.
On Wednesday night, Jon and I got home to find a letter from our landlord with details on how there was a "bed bug incident" in the building next to us and they were going to have to do an inspection Friday, between the hours of 9-5. So freaking inconvenient. Especially, because we had to find a place for Rupert (our monster of a cat- I'll post a picture sometime).
Thursday morning I called my landlord to inquire about what to do. The woman that claimed she could help me acted as if I was asking her how to watch tv. She was rude, sarcastic, and unpleasant. Bitch, if you hate your job, GET ANOTHER ONE. Christ on a cracker. That night Jon and I were frantically putting our clothes in plastic bags, moving the furniture 12 inches from the walls and snapping at each other because we hate everyone. So now, it is approximately 5:20 PM and no one has shown up to take care of this issue. I am about to lose it. What is the problem?! THEY HAD ALL DAY!
It gets better.
Last night my eye hurt a bit. I ignored it and went to sleep. This morning I woke up with my eye still in pain and it was partly shut. You guessed it. I have pink eye. But I still went to work. Like a champ. I put in some drops from the last time I had pink eye (gotta love working in schools) and hustled to the office.
I'm still upset. All of our clothes are in plastic bags, it looks like we just moved in, and I'm pretty sure they're not coming today. FINE. I will not lose my cool.
The one thing that did brighten my spirits was seeing Jamal AKA the candy man on the train. I love that guy! Always has good stuff. He claims he sells candy to stay out of trouble. Whatever works for him. I'm just always happy to see him and hear his spiel.
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