The Devil Was Busy Today!

Y'all - how could I complain? I got a blonde man with a tan - I'm getting paid to be on vacation - and I'm exercising and eating healthy. What is there to complain about?

Where's my tea? Hold my cup!

First of all, I went back to the Nissan dealership for the 6th time (Nissan corporate, Courtesy Nissan of Tampa and Brown's Nissan of Dulles in addition to YELP are all getting strongly worded letters from me) about the vibration in my wheel. 

Do you know this woman had the nerve to tell me that two technicians rode in my car but didn't feel anything. So the lead mechanic got in the car with me and said, "yes I do feel vibrations. Did you just get new tires?" After I responded in the affirmative, he told me that the I'm probably feeling the tread (is that a thing) and it should go away soon. I promptly walked my sexy ass back to the customer service professional and I told her under no uncertain terms should she ever make another customer feel like their concerns or experiences are not valid. IDGAF what your techs said - I SAID WHAT I SAID! And all of this after you successfully encouraged me to approve 1400 dollars worth of maintenance to a vehicle I purchased three weeks ago. Ma'am, you're lucky I'm trying to at least act like I'm saved. Don't let my sashay fool you, Chantay. She lucky I didn't set it off up in there, okurr!

Adding insult to this injurious day, I went to the dentist. Now - when you go to the dentist, you normally get an exam and a cleaning. In my 33 years on this here earth, I have never, not ever had an exam without a cleaning. When I called for the appointment, I explicitly asked for an exam and a cleaning. They gave me the price for the exam and the cleaning. Do you know what they scheduled me for today? They scheduled me for an exam - no cleaning. They then had the audacity, nay, the GAUL to tell me to come back ANOTHER DAY because they failed to book the appropriate amount of time for my cleaning. 

Oh but for fucking worse - they then sent me a text message asking me to rate my service. Let's just say that whole office had a bad day today.

Then I thought - LaSean - this house husbanding is causing you much stress. Go get a massage. The masseuse (who is super friendly) talked the whole damn time. I feel more tense now than before the damn massage.

You know what - what day is this - September 24 - you're fired! I can't with you. Goodnight.