How To Ruin My Day

Blurb My Brain:

So I'm not sure I'm even going to have a Featured Randoms or a Things We Say section today, because basically, I just wanted to... well...blurb. Here's the deal. I work in an 8 story building.  Let's be conservative and say that there is only 40 people per floor (it is probably close to 75 anyway). That makes 600 workers.  Subtract the spouses who work in the same building... we now have about 550.  Now, let's analyze how many parking spaces we have. Rough estimate? 75.  Hm. Seems kinda strange that a building that holds so many people would have as little parking.  Oh, that's right we share a parking garage with the locals.  Too bad we have to drive an additional four blocks (literally in a square) to get to it once we are in the damn complex.  But it is first come first serve for the parking lot.  Usually by 8:15 the lot is completely full.  The parking policy states that we may park in the motorcycle area if there are no motorcycles(ok, it says from Nov1 to 30 Mar, so I missed it by a month. Sorry I fricken forgot the month... it will all come into play later, so bear with me).  So. now that I've given you a very vague description of my parking situation, let me tell the Whale Lady Story. 
I get into the complex at 7:45.  People must have been feeling very productive today, because the lot was unusually full.  There was only one spot left.  Unfortunately, it was hidden by an SUV, and I almost passed it up.  I slammed on the brakes and began backing up.  I didn't get very far because a rather large SUV was behind me, (and those of you who know me, backing up is NOT good for my driving record) and I didn't want to hit her or continue backing up until she moved.  Apparently this was not an option for her.  Figuring she is just as impatient as she is stubborn, I decide to continue through the loop, and circle back for the spot, I had so clearly indicated I was taking.  By the time I get back around, not only was she taking MY SPOT THAT I HAD CLEARLY BEEN TAKING, but she was INCHING her MASSIVE SUV into the spot I HAD CLAIMED!!!!! Rather upset... I decided to park in the motorcycle spot, since there were no motorcycles in said spot (and it was 7:45, most people are in by then).  Now. Not only did this lady of the SUV force me out of my spot like a bully taking candy out of a kid's hands by simply standing over them... BUT I kid you not....SHE SMILED AT ME AS SHE WADDLED PAST ME! Yes. Waddled.  No, she was not pregnant. She was about 300 pounds and maybe 5'7".

If you are going to have the audacity to THIEVE a spot, don't put the icing on the cake and SMILE at the victim.  You might be smiling at a red-head.  She may already be pissed off that you took her spot.  She may see you smile, and want to shove the rice cakes from her back seat (which she was saving for lunch) down your throat.  Calm, collective, freshly worked out me, was angry, but I didn't do anything (besides call her Whale Lady and a few other choice words.)

The best part came about two hours later (10am). Apparently someone had called the cops on my LEGALLY parked (kinda) car.  I was told to move it immediately, or I would be having to pick it up at the impound lot.  Awesome.  So, rather angry because the police didn't seem to know our parking policy (like I didn't lol.) I moved my car. I moved it all the way to the Commissary about 10 miles away, because I was fuming.  All I wanted to do was go Whale Hunting, or keying, or note writing, or whatever.  So I get to the Commissary, get some nice delicious salad, and decide to pick up some fruit.  $20 in purchases later, I get to the self check out register, and my debit card is denied. Not once, not twice, not three times, but seven times.  I had officially lost it.  I went to go put my stuff at the manned register and tell them that I'd be right back, I just have to run to the ATM.  I waited in line for 5 minutes until I complained VERY loudly to myself that I just needed to set it aside and I'd be right back.  So I left my stuff there, went to the base, and withdrew some money.  Yay.  Ran back up the Hill of Doom, couldn't find the stupid receipt to say that I had a pending transaction, searched angrily three times, found it, jumped the line, paid my $20 and went to my car.  Hm. 1/16 of a tank COULD get me to work again, but I don't want to risk it due to my current situations....

Drive to the gas station... well, the gate anyway, and looked for the id card I literally had 45 seconds ago to show at the commissary, and couldnt' find it.  Pulled to the side, found the card (in the same pocket it normally is in), and went to the gas pumps.  Luckily I had withdrawn cash from my savings 7 minutes prior, because I had $0.63 in my checking account.  So I put in $35 worth of gas and clean the yellow goopy pollen off my windows. But HAAAAYYYYY buy 8 gallons and you get a free reeses peanut butter cup! :D

which I can't eat because I am on a strict diet and I'd rather not do another 20 minutes on the elliptical.