pissy return

i'm spitting mad - a bit late, perhaps, but i'm now angry and deeply concerned. i miscalculated the amount of money i needed in my account by today, and pg's transfer from yesterday isn't going to cut it. i'm now seriously negative and there's no justification for that when i've been working for these clowns since november.

that was my thought for the day, and it was consuming. without that thought, the freud / lacan class might have been even more boring than it was. i took it up with the bosses (all three of them) when i got to the office, and while they tried to be helpful i've ended up in a state wherein all i can do is hope that i'll get my cash before the bank gets upset; i think i'm about to go looking for a new job.

i had it out with an orange representative today (i took advantage of my already being upset with someone to get into the mood), and she was really helpful and dropped all of the surprise charges. that means that i'm less protected - but i suspect that i wasn't too protected in the first place.

aside from the grief, work was pretty good. i left late, though, and arrived home just in time to drag pg out to meet the cousin i met last week and his family before they return to the states. we all had a very pleasant evening.