Assholes at the gym who think I must be their damn mother/wife/maid, because they are too lazy/disgusting to CLEAN THE DAMN MACHINE THEY SWEAT ALL OVER.
My stupid brain that forgot to tell me to put socks in my gym bag before I left this morning and then I forgot to charge my iPod while driving to the gym, so my cardio experience before yoga was fucking horrible.
Still no check reimbursing me for my overdraft fees, and now my e-mails and phone calls are being ignored. How long before I involve HR? I hate that fucking place so much.
There was probably more, but we had yoga outside tonight for what is almost certainly the very last time this year. It was delightful and I'm feeling too calm to bitch too much about anything.
Check back tomorrow, though, in case you need your dose of vitriol from me.