In such a pissy ass mood right now. I can’t even formulate the proper words to describe all the evil shit I wanna do cuz I’m pissed off. Everything was cool until I went to lunch. I had made some phone calls earlier to see some more apartments in the area. For this particular place, I had to call 3 different numbers, and everybody who answer sounded like I just woke them up, at 10:30 in the morning. So with the third person I talked to see this one place, wouldn’t be available after 2:30pm. Said that shit like I was inconviencing his ass. I’m like “Daymn, you must not want my money then.” So I asked if 11am is cool and he says “See you in 45 mins.”

By 10:50am I’m trying to make my way out of the plant, but phone keeps ring and its my manager, who keeps asking for stupid shit. Why does it seem like I’m the only here and answering the phone. Anyway, I give Bob the brush off and try to get to my car while making a order to Pizza Hut on my cell. Its pouring outside and my car is beyond flooded but not only do I have bout 3-5 gallons of sitting water in my car, the sudden drop in the tempature has caused all the windows in my car to collect moisture and fog up. Now y’all know that my defrost stopped working right b4 my shit was stolen and now I’m all fucked up. So its pouring rain, I can’t see through my windows and I forgot the piece of paper with dude’s phone number on it.

So after 15 minutes of some slow-ass driving in the rain, in my fogged up, not-seeing out of car, I manage to see the street the apartment is on. But its on the other site of a bridge, railroad tracks and a open lot and there’s no through street. Right now I’m pissed, seriously hating Hammond Indiana and all the daymn railroad crossings and I’m soaking wet cuz I had to use my shirt to get all the wwater off my windshield so I could see something.

After some side streets and bunch of turns I get to the place and dudes NOT THERE. I’m cursing and yelling in my car. I call the office back and NO ONE IS ANSWERING THE FUCKIN’ PHONE. I’m going from “Ernie” to “Elmo” on the Anger Alert Level and I’m still cussing and rant. Now its bout 11:28am, I have to be back at work at 11:30am. So now I gotta to Pizza Hut, get my food and get back to work. I get there and still on leve “Elmo” and doing a combination mean-mug/Stephen King’s Carrie/Scanners thing to everybody. The little old-ass Pizza Hut waitress, telling me to hold on while she gets drinks for this large black couple who obvisiously plan to take advantage of the buffet. So I’m wating, and waiting, and still waiting and she finally asks me “Did you already order or here for the buffett.” I swear to Jebus I wanna to tell this old Bat, that “If I came for the buffett, I wouldve gotten 5 plates-worth of food before I sat down like that big fat muh fucka you getting that soda for now.” But I digress. After she had to look 3 times for something that was right in front of daymn face, I got my Pinapple & Ham pizza and was out. I came back to work and mean-mugged anyone who looked at me and here I am now. Right now, I’m somewhere between “Bert & Ernie” so still agitated and bound to tell someone to “fuck off” if approached in the wrong way. I need to go the hell home.