Small Rant

And no, it's not about Master.

Part of what pissed me off today was the fact that even though we have a phone in the bedroom, it doesn't mean it wakes us all the time. We have a phone in the bedroom in case of emergencies and things along those lines. Well that and besides the living room, it's where we spend most of our time. Sometimes we like to just lay in bed together, cuddle, and talk. It's nice ya know?

So anyway, when K just would not stop calling it was highly irritating. I know it was work related, but K and Master's mother do this all the time. It doesn't matter what the fuck it is for. It could be something as simple as "Hey do you guys want to come over sometime this week?" Like that couldn't wait until we called you back? There is a reason why we aren't answering the phone. Sometimes it is because we are sleeping, sometimes it is because we are not feeling well, sometimes we aren't home, and what do ya know... sometimes we're fucking gods damnit!

First, they try the house phone and then don't leave a voice mail. Then they'll call my cell, and not leave a voice mail. Then they'll try Master's cell and not leave a voice mail. And then, it's right back to calling the fucking house phone. And they repeat this cycle until we pick up one of the phones. And if we're not home and our cell phones aren't getting reception or something, when we do get a hold of them or they get a hold of us they get all pissy cause we didn't call them back. Well maybe that's because you didn't leave a voice mail message on ANY of the phones. Not one. And we don't check the house phone's caller ID, we check to see if there is a voice mail. If there isn't any, we don't worry about it and figure that if it was important they would have left a damn message.

So needless to say K doing it this morning just tripped that trigger and pissed both Master and I both off. Why? Because they do it so often, not in emergencies, but for every little thing. And if we call them? Well tough shit if they don't answer the phone and don't return our message. See, we're normal in that way. We call. We leave a message. And then, we wait for you to return our call. That's that.

So as I said in one of my comments in my previous post, one of these days when they do that (and it isn't an emergency) and we do answer the phone, and they ask me why we didn't answer their previous 10 calls, I'm just going to say, "We were fucking. What do you want?" Fuck it. I'm sick of it and so is Master. We're young, we're in love, and we're married. We fuck. Get over it.

So when Master did get to work, He did tell K he could have easily left a voice mail. Master also told me that next time unless it is my family calling (which we would know due to the caller ID and the fact that my family lives in a different area code) to not answer the phone until 9am. Anything before that? Well people are just shit out of luck.

And just so ya'll know, Master and I are fine. He was in a pissed off mood when He got home, but I apologized again and as I was kneeling at His feet He said it wasn't me that He was mad at. He was pissed off because of what happened at work.

See, Master originally had that assignment. Then a coworker bitched and whined about the fact that he (meaning the coworker) always does that particular job contract. So he ended up taking the assignment and Master was told that He would have Sunday off then.

Well I found out what happened, and I was pretty close to the mark. Apparently this particular coworker is getting sent out of town tomorrow (Monday) and so he basically changed his mind about doing the contract today. Now, this guy knew that he was going out of town as of yesterday (Saturday). So common sense would say, "Hey, maybe we should figure out who is going in his place and contact them so they know." Nope. They fucking waited until 6am this morning to call Master and say, "Oh yeah by the way." And all this when the contract started at 7am, but they were all supposed to meet up at 6am. So yeah, lets fucking wait until everyone is supposed to be there and then call. That makes sense.

In regards to anyone saying that Master would have been pissed off if I hadn't answered the phone and something had been wrong (like an emergency or something) that is incorrect. Unless it was my family calling and it was an emergency (cause they are normal people and that is the only reason they would call that fucking early) He literally does not care.

He does not have a close relationship to His family. Does that sound cold? *shrugs* Oh well. It's the truth and one that I can't say I blame Him for. His mother thinks that everything can be fixed by material things. That's it. She doesn't apologize, she doesn't change anything, she just buys shit and gives it to you. But we try to stay corgial because His mother is the only family that He has anymore, besides His daughter.

So anyway, Master got home and we were fine. He apologized for snapping at me. We chilled, and then went and had dinner. From there we picked up our friends from the airport and took them home. We borrowed our friend's XBOX 360 since Master's is in the shop, and this particular friend has two of them. We get it home and start hooking it up, but guess what.. the power cable isn't interchangable between a regular XBOX 360 and an XBOX 360 Elite, which is the one we have. So we call around and the friend doesn't have a spare power cord, and it costs about $100 to buy a power cable for one. :-| So Master is still without an XBOX. Figures. Oh well, hopefully His will be back soon.

So there is my rant.