For the first time in a long time, I have a woman asking me if I want to meet for a coffee.
I’d love to, but some fucking moron decided to dig without calling first and busted open a water main for the whole neighborhood and now I can’t even take a shower. I am about to go to the store to buy a bunch of jugs of water just so I can flush the toilet.
No timeline on when it’s going to be fixed, either.
Sometimes it really feels like the universe just likes to spit in my fucking face and then laugh at me.
Hey, can’t go have coffee with you because the water’s been cut and I can’t shower after the big dump I took. No flushing either =D.
(that’s how it went in my mind)