Today. . . sucked.
Okay, so like. First, I woke up to the heater repair man knocking on my door loudly after I'd only had a few hours of sleep. My parents apparently forgot to inform me that he was coming at such and such a time, and that
I had to deal with him. |: I was not happy.
Went back to bed for a few hours.
Woke up again, because I had a dental appointment! Mom didn't tell me about that one either, haha. I got 3 of my teeth filled. I can't talk, I can't feel half of my freaking mouth. I can't eat and I can't taste. Urgh!
After my appointment my mom bought me stuff. Good point of my day.
But as we were leaving the mall, some retarded woman on her cellphone turning when she had no right of way. She got hit by another car, right in front of mine. She was obviously okay, because she was still talking on her goddamned cellphone with whomever. The people in the other car were okay, but at first I couldn't tell. The whole windscreen was cracked and I couldn't see them, but they got out. But this stupid bitch on her cellphone. . . her car was smoking and she just sat there, chatting away with whomever it was. I knocked on her window, waved at her for attention. STILL talking on the cellphone.
I got pissed. I opened the woman's car door, said, "you need to get out because your car might catch fire." She did, but she didn't get off her cellphone. I immediately started ranting to her about how she could have killed someone, and talking on the cellphone while driving is ridiculous but she WAS STILL ON HER CELLPHONE. I was
livid so I just grabbed her cellphone from her.
"Hello who is this?"
"Uhh. This is Jessica."
"Yeah, well, good job Jessica. Your friend could have killed someone because she was talking to you. It's time to end this conversation and call 911 like a mature person. Bye."
Then I dialed 911, gave the phone back and told her to have a nice #####ing night, talked to the people from the other car and then went home.
Jesus christ on a mother#####ing tricycle. Do people these days get any more stupid? *sigh*
Now, I'm home. . . hungry. And I can't eat because of my damn teeth.
I loved my day.