Can I tell you something, I am glad this week is over, it's been shitty-pooper-sircrapsalot.
It's one of those weeks that IF SOMETHING CAN GO WRONG, IT WILL. Sick babies, parking tickets, missing mail, headaches, frustration, so many different things breaking, bad news, a 25 minute tantrum, hiccups and all things ridiculous and WRONG.
For example just today, there is a children's clothing shop that I used to quite like. It's like style. for babies. Ahem. And so I ordered a gift for our niece and nephew and put in their address to send it to as they are in NSW. However, they sent it to me instead, which is useless. And I have a confirmation email with the shipping address clearly listed as the correct address in NSW and the billing address as my address, and yet DESPITE THAT PROOF, WHICH I HAVE PROVIDED TO THEM, they are snippy and insisting that it is not possible. I HAVE PROOF PEOPLE, IN WRITING! WE CAN BOTH SEE IT WITH OUR EYES. PLEASE, PLEASE CONCEDE THAT IT IS FREAKING POSSIBLE OR I WILL EXPLODE.
explode. Poof. A mess all over the office.
I hate bad customer service, I try and go above/beyond for Georgie Love and I can't understand when shop owners argue with customers. Bad form. The customer is always right - right?
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? Tonight I am going to see Neko Case with this most lovely lady. And it will sooth my currently spiky soul.
This is my favourite favourite song of hers at the moment, I think Rubes is sick of me singing it in the car.