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AUGH: meltdown
Oct. 4th, 2006 09:38 amAll-caps rant warning: Another of Z's friends is getting married "sometime this fall"-- the invitation came in the mail and he returned it without me ever reading it. Sometime in the fall, he said, and I nodded sagely. I was vaguely excited: I don't know this girl well at all, she being one of the elementary school friends he (by necessity, having gone to an all-boys' high school) didn't go to high school with and so wasn't as close with in his returns to the area. I've met her several times and do like her, but she's not the same bosom-buddy level as the other two who got married since our return to Buffalo. But, that means he's not actually in the wedding. So this will be the first wedding I will be able to attend with Z, meaning I don't have to sit at the odds-n-ends table by the door at the reception attempting to make small talk with the groom's college buddies and the bride's high school friends and a couple spare coworkers while Z's at the head table making an ass of himself in style. (Not that those weddings weren't fun, but I mean, it's more fun to sit with the people you know, right?)
Well "sometime this fall" is... Oct 7th.
FUCK that's THIS Saturday and I didn't request off because I didn't KNOW and also? I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR, times two, because the dress Mom made for Tom & Janine's wedding in July (?) is a) very summery, and b) did I mention it's very summery? This is OCTOBER. I do not have time to shop and oh did I mention I DIDN'T REQUEST THE DAY OFF BECAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW?????
FUCK. Fuck fuck. And we're down two employees-- Fired Woman was a full-timer, plus another full-timer newish hire who is indefinitely suspended because he failed some legalistic bullshit test and blew off the retest not understanding that it was important. So that's ten shifts a week that the regulars will have to scramble to cover (and almost all the part-timers are students who are already working during all their spare days so they really can't work extra), and that makes for a double impossibility of getting this coming Saturday off. So I will very likely miss the wedding and have to come straight to the reception and HOW TACKY IS THAT?
BAH. Also it will be tacky because I will be either in my pyjamas or wearing a black dress my mom handed down to me in high school because I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR.
*goes to tear apart closet*
I could possibly go shopping on Friday, by myself, sometime in between rollergirls practice in the a.m., and work in the p.m., and maybe I could find someone to switch with me in return for me working their Sunday but it's not likely, and Jesus should I just call off at this point? I hate to do it but Christ I don't know if I have a choice. Fuck fuck FUCK.
At least Z remembered this morning that the wedding's in three days. (FUCK WE DIDN'T BUY THEM ANYTHING EITHER. FUCK. THANK GOD MONEY ISN'T ANY MORE TACKY THAN SHOWING UP ONLY TO THE RECEPTION WEARING PYJAMAS IT IS NOW THE LEAST OF MY WORRIES.) Rather than, on Saturday morning while I am dressing for work, him saying, "Oh hey, will you be out by 1 to drive us to Amanda's wedding?" Or, worse still, on Sunday saying, "Hey, is today the seventh?"
... How wrong would it be for me to throw something together involving the corset I got at the Renn Faire? Are corsets acceptable wedding-wear? I could even finish the chemise so it's not piratey... but then... I don't know... It's just about my only choice given what I already own. Hm. Oh fuck. I hate this.
Well "sometime this fall" is... Oct 7th.
FUCK that's THIS Saturday and I didn't request off because I didn't KNOW and also? I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR, times two, because the dress Mom made for Tom & Janine's wedding in July (?) is a) very summery, and b) did I mention it's very summery? This is OCTOBER. I do not have time to shop and oh did I mention I DIDN'T REQUEST THE DAY OFF BECAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW?????
FUCK. Fuck fuck. And we're down two employees-- Fired Woman was a full-timer, plus another full-timer newish hire who is indefinitely suspended because he failed some legalistic bullshit test and blew off the retest not understanding that it was important. So that's ten shifts a week that the regulars will have to scramble to cover (and almost all the part-timers are students who are already working during all their spare days so they really can't work extra), and that makes for a double impossibility of getting this coming Saturday off. So I will very likely miss the wedding and have to come straight to the reception and HOW TACKY IS THAT?
BAH. Also it will be tacky because I will be either in my pyjamas or wearing a black dress my mom handed down to me in high school because I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR.
*goes to tear apart closet*
I could possibly go shopping on Friday, by myself, sometime in between rollergirls practice in the a.m., and work in the p.m., and maybe I could find someone to switch with me in return for me working their Sunday but it's not likely, and Jesus should I just call off at this point? I hate to do it but Christ I don't know if I have a choice. Fuck fuck FUCK.
At least Z remembered this morning that the wedding's in three days. (FUCK WE DIDN'T BUY THEM ANYTHING EITHER. FUCK. THANK GOD MONEY ISN'T ANY MORE TACKY THAN SHOWING UP ONLY TO THE RECEPTION WEARING PYJAMAS IT IS NOW THE LEAST OF MY WORRIES.) Rather than, on Saturday morning while I am dressing for work, him saying, "Oh hey, will you be out by 1 to drive us to Amanda's wedding?" Or, worse still, on Sunday saying, "Hey, is today the seventh?"
... How wrong would it be for me to throw something together involving the corset I got at the Renn Faire? Are corsets acceptable wedding-wear? I could even finish the chemise so it's not piratey... but then... I don't know... It's just about my only choice given what I already own. Hm. Oh fuck. I hate this.
