...Suck Harder.
This has been a testing week and it is only Wednesday.
Monday: New refrigerator arrives. I have been wanting a new one for 2yrs and 5 months and 10 days.
Anyway, Jobsworth arrived with his touchpad and stylus and very lovely Underling (kept locked in lorry.) No shoe covers. Also deaf when it came to request of shoes to be wiped on (XL) door-mat and additional floor covering. (light carpets are a joy until VIP delivery men arrive.)
Jobsworth looked perplexed when he discovered integrated old unit was still integrated. "Not my job. You need an engineer." I pressed the point that I had informed both retailer and distributor of this important fact and paid the additional sum for "installation."
Underling was more gentle and made suggestions as to how best to tackle integrated unit, (which includes dismantling built-in oven and housing) much to Jobsworth's annoyance. Outer packaging was removed. Shiny, new appliance left in middle of (small) kitchen.
I had the good grace to wish Season's Greetings...just as my inner "Super-Heroine" unzipped her thigh-high boots and started rubbing her feet.
Tuesday: Bullied (again) by someone who by this very behaviour has bred an environment comfortable only to those who are venomous, insipid, weak and nasty enough to take pleasure from perpetuating this. Good luck. Seasons Greetings. Strangely, I know this will be read by this person. Confidently, I know I am now untouchable.
Today: HMRC have mis-read P46 last month and snatching back for their mistake this month. Lovely Financial chap at my company spent 20 minutes softening the blow of a new tax bracket and heavily deducted month. "OUCH!" doesn't even come close. Having a filling without numbing injection beforehand is a breeze in comparison.
However, today, I had the blessing of a knight in shining armour (who will be prompted in this direction.) Good things happen to good people. This is what was extended to me. I am very pleased, slightly in awe but more than anything, fired-up and capable. Thank-you...lots.
Anyway, in order to do battle with another day, I must rest, empty my mind of junk (bring forth my dreams in technicolour and with sound) and know that I am stronggg and soft with a propensity to do amazing things every single day.
I'll keep you posted.
Night-night.
