Mercury Radioactive
Forget retrograde. This Mercury cycle is radioactive.
Saturday started with a car wash where I forgot I’d had a passenger. So I didn’t check the passenger side window FOR A WEEK.
Anyway, I finally did it — I drove through a car was with a window open.
Then I went to put a $10 in the bill changer, so I could buy some towels.
And it ate my $10.
I mean, that beat the week before where I climbed seven floors to my car in a garage. Only to fall over the concrete slab at the head of an accessible parking spot that they put right in front of the stairs.
And when I was backing out of my spot, I looked to ensure I had gotten all the shit that had spilled from my purse.
Well, guess who forgot to BRAKE first.
The car is mostly fine. I haven’t had skinned knees since I was 10. At least my ego isn’t bruised.
Then just now, I got a message from an airline that my flight got rebooked.
Um … what? Which one? Why?
It was one of my multi-city trips.
(Airline) changed the third flight … to the same day as the first two.
So, depart (home) at xx time. Get to layover two hours later. Arrive at third city FOR A SECOND, FIVE-HOUR LAYOVER.
Fut the wack?!
I had to go find my email and argue with the chatbot.
When I blew up the chatbot, I got a nice agent who restored order and gave me a flight credit for my trouble.
I mean, that flight credit will get me a Bloody Mary. But still.
Also I’ve spoken to DTOM a good 14 times this week. But I got two fun comments in with their boss about, “Hey they told me this but let me run that by you real quick.”
The reply was ok go push back. Like, GLADLY.
I know someone who is not invited to read this page or comment on anything about me will sit there and blow their bangs when I say this, but fuck you — I WON TODAY.