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Arglefuck!
I was supposed to have an interview this morning. I got up, showered, shaved, put on the Good Clothes(tm) and went to wait for the bus.
And waited.
And waited.
Finally, when nothing short of hijacking the bus would get me to my interview on time, I came home. Called the job site, and explained the situation. They agreed to reschedule me. Then I called VTA and bitched about not one, not two, but three scheduled line 27s not showing up.
I want my scooter, and I want it now.
(Note ironic WinAmp selection.)
And waited.
And waited.
Finally, when nothing short of hijacking the bus would get me to my interview on time, I came home. Called the job site, and explained the situation. They agreed to reschedule me. Then I called VTA and bitched about not one, not two, but three scheduled line 27s not showing up.
I want my scooter, and I want it now.
(Note ironic WinAmp selection.)
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