Can I Have a Beer Now?

So danged tired. What a long week. Lots of OT at work. A lot of it unnecessary, due to (1) some jackass with a telephone and (2) a piece of crap database system.

Some moron with serious issues resulting from his/her mother's past romantic inclinations towards goats called in a bomb threat to the workplace on Thursday. Result: standing outside for over an hour, getting no work done.

More irritating was today. We could have been done and out the door by about 3:00 this afternoon, getting a jump-start on the weekend. But our freakin' el-cheapo-crapo database system kept having brainfarts. I hate Oracle, I truly do. First, it was down from 8:00 this morning until nearly 10:00 am. Then, it bogged completely down this afternoon around 3:30 or so - what should have taken less than five seconds to do was taking between five and ten MINUTES.

Aargh.

Finally, the drive home. Wreck on the freeway. Get off the freeway, take back roads. Back roads filled with old people putting slowly down the road.

AARGH.

But, oh reader, you should congratulate me on my restraint. I didn't break my computer. I didn't scream, swear, or flip anyone off. I just quietly muttered to myself and kept on truckin'...

Now, how about that beer (or six or twelve?...)

P.S. Loved Joy's revenge on Catalina in "My Name is Earl". I loathe Catalina. I'd love to see her die. (The character, that is...)