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cohendammerung
Feb. 27th, 2019 01:36 pmMy coworker came in late today because he was addictively listening to Michael Cohen's testimony before Congress. "I almost called in," he said. "I can't stop. I need to know."
I said, well, it's probably being livestreamed somewhere. You could keep listening.
So he is! Of course he is. And that's fine.
Oh my god my blood pressure is through the roof, I can't listen to this. It's absolutely horrifying, and the old white men actually screaming are making me so upset.
I'm trying to find things that take me away from my desk. It's sort of working. I'm in the hallway just now eating lunch. I can still hear it but I can block it out enough to calm down a little.
It is so stressful.
Sigh. Anyway. The tech came this morning to look at our water heater, and determined that a condensation drain was improperly installed, which is why the heater frequently needs to be reset before it will turn on, and why on Sunday it suddenly belched out a huge puddle of water across the basement floor, which I discovered because it audibly dripped into the floor drain. So they're going to have to go away and come back with a diagnostic tool to reinstall that. Meanwhile, the tech did hook back up the oven downstairs that the installers had disconnected, and while they had trouble getting the pilots relit, they eventually determined that the reason the pilots weren't lighting is that it's got an electric ignition.
*eyeroll*
I missed a package from UPS and they now have this thing where they'll drop it at a designated drop point and you can go there and sign for it, and the drop point is a different place every time, which is weird. This time it's a convenience store... directly across the street from my favorite ice cream parlor... so my fat ass is absolutely getting a goddamn sundae after work and maybe that will fix my blood pressure, or at least help cut down on the cortisol stress hormone response I'm absolutely suffocating with.
I said, well, it's probably being livestreamed somewhere. You could keep listening.
So he is! Of course he is. And that's fine.
Oh my god my blood pressure is through the roof, I can't listen to this. It's absolutely horrifying, and the old white men actually screaming are making me so upset.
I'm trying to find things that take me away from my desk. It's sort of working. I'm in the hallway just now eating lunch. I can still hear it but I can block it out enough to calm down a little.
It is so stressful.
Sigh. Anyway. The tech came this morning to look at our water heater, and determined that a condensation drain was improperly installed, which is why the heater frequently needs to be reset before it will turn on, and why on Sunday it suddenly belched out a huge puddle of water across the basement floor, which I discovered because it audibly dripped into the floor drain. So they're going to have to go away and come back with a diagnostic tool to reinstall that. Meanwhile, the tech did hook back up the oven downstairs that the installers had disconnected, and while they had trouble getting the pilots relit, they eventually determined that the reason the pilots weren't lighting is that it's got an electric ignition.
*eyeroll*
I missed a package from UPS and they now have this thing where they'll drop it at a designated drop point and you can go there and sign for it, and the drop point is a different place every time, which is weird. This time it's a convenience store... directly across the street from my favorite ice cream parlor... so my fat ass is absolutely getting a goddamn sundae after work and maybe that will fix my blood pressure, or at least help cut down on the cortisol stress hormone response I'm absolutely suffocating with.
