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Ugh, stressful.

My best friends wife (who is also my friend) is pregnant. This weekend she got diagnosed with HELLP Syndrome and needed an emergency C-Section. Fortunately both her and the baby are doing just fine (even though the baby was a bit premature).

Just stressful for everyone involved. I dont think I got much sleep last night, and I know he didn’t get any sleep last night. However things started to calm down this morning as the baby and the mother started to stabilize and things began to smooth out.

I seriously need a drink once they are both out of the woods.

Okay, so this shaky older (60′s or so) lady comes in to the pharmacy just now.
She can barely walk, holding onto shit, etc.. We go help her and sit her down. Shes all shaky, sweaty, etc.
Shes here to pick up her medication, insulin, great.. I bet her blood sugar is like 3..
We ask if she drove her, she said “no”, we asked who drove her, “my daugher”. We ask where her daughter is.. She said “oh, shes waiting in the car”..
So at this point im a bit bent.. Me not really being in the best mood already, this sorta pushed me over the edge.
I ask “why isnt your daughter helping you?”.. She said “oh, because shes pregnant”…. I swear i almost called her daughter a fucking lazy ass whore right there… In fact, i was saying that in my head (and its a good thing it only got that far)…
Now what kind of ghetto ass imbred motherfucking stupid ass daughter would make her own mother (barely and shakely) walk into the pharmacy with a low ass blood sugar while she sat her fat pregnant ass in the fucking car? What if her mother fell and broke a hip?
I swear.. Anyhoo, we get her back in the car, and I sorta lay into her daughter a little bit.. Saying how she has low blood sugar and she needs somethign to eat.. She said “okay” while sucking down a super-sized coke.. I ask “is that diet?” she said “no”, i said “give your mom some” and the fucking hoe gave me a look like I asked her for her unborn child..
Of course now she’s pushed the big red button, so i calmly but firmly say “give your mother some coke or you’ll get to take her to the emergency room”.. She sighed and gave her mom some coke.. The back of my hand was itchin to smack her big ugly noggin..
And to top it all off, shes having a kid

that we’re paying for

.. shit.

w00t! Now I can dispense emergency contraception without a prescription from a doctor…
I’m holding the protocol in my sweaty little hands.. mwhahahaha..

So I get this page at 5:30pm that one of the DJ db servers were down. Fun. So I anxiously wait until i get off work at 6, drive my white cracker ass down to my other job, go into the colo room, and find myself in the hottest oven on the planet. Turns out the fucking A/C blew the breaker, thusly killing itself. Fun^2

Did some quick damage control, yelled at tech support (who is supposed to do hourly checks since the temp monitor appliance we have died) with a potpo^H^H^H^Hcornocopia of 4 letter words, and proceeded to turn on the emergency exaust fans. While the room was slowly cooling to a temperature resembling the 5th level of hell, i find that the db server did not crash (huzzah for console!) but the NIC just said “fuck it, i’m done, go fuck yourself”.. Once the room cooled, a reboot convinced the nic to get its lazy union ass to work again. At that point, I saw the silver lining of the cloud of anxitey and pants-pooping. After DJ is back up, the high temp alarm whails on our fiber array, great. Fun^3

So now i’m a bit nervous, I call the other admin, and the conversation goes something like this:

Me:”Dan, get your ass here quick, the fucking A/C is off in the colo room, its fucking hot in here”
Him:”What?”
M: “The lights on the fiber array are all blinking in unison, its the amber lights, the buttfuck lights”
H: “You’re fucking kidding me”
M: “I’m fucking serious”
H: “I’ll be right there”

I guess the sound of fear of my voice did the trick, as he busted his ass over here… Funny, i’ve been here for almost 7 years and people dont realize when i’m fucking around? hmm.

We search high and low for the breaker. One of the guys in tech was nice enough to show us where the blown breaker was (after about 15-20 min of us searching for it, as well as me opening up every damn conduit box outside the building where our power feed comes in).. A/C magically comes on! Hooray!

So i’m sitting here at my desk, slowly digesting the shit that they call McDonalds that I grabbed, waiting for the room to slowly cool back down. The anxiety has somewhat subsided, and it looks like everything is going to be okay after all…

Did I mention that I had a shitty day at the pharmacy too?