You guys I am in the WORST MOOD right now!
I have been trying to track down some documents I need for my taxes, and Jesusfuckingchrist banks are a NIGHTMARE to deal with. All I want to do is talk to a person! But I first have to punch in all this information about myself and then get passed around to three different people (and repeat ALL my information for EACH ONE of them) after waiting on hold for 15 minutes and being assured repeatedly by an automated voice that Washington Mutual is soooooooo psyched about merging with Chase (LIARS!) and then being asked every two minutes if I want to take a fucking survey. TRUST ME WASHINGTON MUTUAL YOU DO NOT WANT ME TO TAKE YOUR FUCKING SURVEY. I now have a raging headache and I want to smoke crack because that’s the only thing that I can imagine will relax me at this point. Grrrrr. Is it really THAT HARD to streamline this shit? IS IT??? I’m going to start my own damn bank, and here is our governing philosophy: “Once you give your information over the phone to one of our associates, we will use ‘modern technology’ to pass that information on to everyone else you’re transferred to, because it is absolutely insane that you should be asked to repeat this information over and over again now that we have the ‘Internet.'” I’m so pissed right now I can’t even write.
But I’m a professional! So here’s Eva Mendes looking much more put-together than WASHINGTON MUTUAL’S CUSTOMER SERVICE at the Dolce & Gabbana show in Milan. Also there: Scarlett Johansson and Kate Hudson, both looking like crap. Freida Pinto’s a middle ground.
I am going to go find crack to smoke now.