I hate to pour negative energy into something, but I’m not sure I can hold onto it anymore. Tonight has been a night of sheer torment for me and it’s the cascading motion that really hit me the worst. My night wouldn’t have been so bad alone, but one thing happened, then another, then another and so on and so forth. It was like something or someone was purposefully trying to piss me off tonight. My day was fine until about 5:30 and then everything turned sour with the quickness.

To start my evening of delight my “co-worker” decided that she was going to let me close pretty much all by my onesies. In short I broke down the relaxation lounge, took out the relax garbage, wiped down the counters, broke down the cafe, took out the trash in the pool room, employee bathroom, locked the doors, completed the paperwork, loaded up the dishes and delivered them to the house, wiped down the saunas, turned off the wet sauna, clean out the men’s lounge, shut down the computers, shut down the cardio room, all music players, 5 baskets of laundry, and switched off the breakers (I’m sure I’m forgetting some things, but you get the general idea).

She broke down the women’s lounge, cleaned sandals, and 2 baskets of laundry.

I was so pissed i could spit. Then when I got into my car I found I had forgotten to cut my ipod off, so my music was null and void (Oh, I forgot to mention when I dropped off the dishes it started to rain and if it wasn’t for someone in the laundry dept being nice and offering me a ride back to my department I think I might have lost it all together).  There was some maintenance being done on the pool, so I was supposed to leave my key at the house for them to use. When I got home I realized I gave them my house key, not the spa key, so I had to make a return trip to get my key back.

On the return trip my gas light came on signalling I was out of gas and at the station my card wouldn’t work at the pump, so I had to go inside (which completely defeats the point of paying at the pump). I mean really? This night sucked.

The only redeeming grace was my girl was waiting for me with Chinese food when I got back to my apartment. We watched a mini-marathon of Lost Season I (yes, I’m starting to watch Lost) and I took her home. It was a nice reprieve, but I swear the events that took place between 5:30 and 9:15 tonight blew something fierce.

Good-Night