A crappy leading to a crappy day

[gwynhefar]

Ok, first you need to know some background. There is a country song called "26 cents." When I was in college, I heard this song on the radio and sent a copy to my mother, and it kind of became a thing for us. It tells the story of a girl leaving home for the first time and being given an envelope by her mother. She opens the envelope on the the bus to find it contains a note and 26 cents. The refrain (which is the text of the note) goes like this:

When you get lonely, call me
Anytime at all and I'll be there with you, always
Anywhere at all
There's nothing I've got that I wouldn't give
And money is never enough
Here's a penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the call
And all of your momma's love


This'll be important later, I promise.

It's been a crappy month for me. I've been sick with a miserable cold that won't let up. My computer is a broken mess, and I've spent way too much time on the phone with Dell trying to get it to work.

Today in particular has been bad for several reasons. When I went out yesterday, I apparently didn't close the door to my bedroom all the way, which means a cat got in and decided to express their annoyance at me not being around to pay attention to them by peeing on my comforter. Which meant that I had to sleep last night with just a sheet, as the comforter was in the wash. So I was cold all night and didn't sleep well. Today was boring and I was tired and couldn't seem to concentrate on getting any work done. Then I come out to my car after work to find that somebody left an advertisement flier on my car windshield *covering* my parking registration tag. As a result, I got a $30 ticket that I now have to take time off work tomorrow to go contest, since the parking office closed the same time I left work.

So all in all, I was in a pretty foul mood before I ever came home.

Then I came home, checked the mail, and found a card from my mother. It was an "I'm thinking of you" type card, and inside was simply taped a quarter and a penny.

So now I'm still having a bad day, only now I'm emotionally conflicted because I feel both warm and fuzzy from the card and also guilty because I haven't called her in almost a month which why she had to send the card in the first place.

I think I'm going to go take a nap. (yes, I've already called my mother)

*sigh*

Comments

[featheredfrog.livejournal.com]

Take the business in the advertising flyer to small claims court for the $30.00 + cost of time off handling the ticket, and even the costs for filing and for your lost pay having to go to small claims court itself.

[gwynraven.livejournal.com]

It's not a business, it's a fundraiser for a campus club. And the ticket is from the campus police, who are easier to deal with than others - I've appealed tickets before and won, and this is a pretty cut-and-dried case. So it's not really worth going to court over.

It'll probably only take me half an hour or so at the parking offices on campus tomorrow to get the ticket gone. And I sent a strongly worded email to the head of the club that placed the flier.

I'm also going to say something to the parking folks tomorrow - the parking tags are placed in a specific spot on the windshield and if that spot is covered with a flier that the owner of the car clearly didn't put there, it seems reasonable that the parking folks should check *under* the flier before assuming that the person doesn't have a tag and writing a ticket. Had they looked under the flier my tag was clearly visible.

It's the principle of the thing.

[willow-aileen.livejournal.com]

I love that song...and that was really sweet of your mom.

[robertlyon.livejournal.com]

freakin computer problems suck bad.

i don't care if it's clichéd, but

[harkalark.livejournal.com]

*hug*

[kaitouace2750.livejournal.com]

I agree with the above comment.

*hugs*

Hang in there.