I forgot my password for life. I am quite obviously lost and there’s not “forgot password” option. Consequently, I have to keep going without knowing which direction to turn and who to ask for help. That’s totally unfair and there is no manager to call. I’d write a letter to the life corporate headquarters, except I don’t think there is one. I’m just a person living her life and I’m confused and sad for “no reason.”
If I were to examine my mind further, I’d find that there were reasons to be frustrated, sad, angry, depressed, perplexed, lost, tired, irritable, resentful and the like. However, I don’t have a person to complain to that can actually do anything about these feelings. Feelings are stupid.
Boo feelings.
I love my blog because it always listens.
It doesn’t judge me for being anxious or “annoying” or “needy” like humans.
Where was I? Oh yeah, I’m lost and there’s no Google Maps for Life. Nope.
Hello?
HELLO!
Can I please speak to your supervisor?
What the fuck?
Is there anyone on this phone?
This is totally unreasonable. I don’t want these feelings and I want to know where to go from here. Why can’t you direct me to the correct extension of someone who knows what to do?
What do you mean?
WHAT?
I know what to do?
No I don’t.
Okay, so I’m supposed to keep going even though I don’t have anyone to talk to about this?
Come on.
I guess I’ll figure it out, life. Thanks.
