Really. Why, why, why must you call every morning at 8:00am? I am trying to relax and enjoy my morning before I start my procrastination of putting off whatever I need to do. The shrill scream of a telephone does not set an enjoyable mood.
I want to some how reprogram that automated system to say "Hey, it's Vinny! Wheres my fuckin' money!?!" At least then, there would be some point to all of this. It would be entertaining when I do decide to pick up the phone. What a wretched contraption.
On a more important note, being out of milk does not help me appease my coffee addiction.
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