yep. that's all I have to say.

Ever just want to walk away? This thing, this horrible nasty icky thing called responsibility is the only thing I'm holding onto.  My own little life raft.  Although I'm afraid by holding on, I'm only letting myself be swept farther and farther from shore.

So today I chewed out the manager at subway... I mean i chewed her up and spit her out.  A curse word and everything chewed her out.  Not proud of the bomb I dropped, and I did apologize immediately after doing so, but really... if you are a manager at a store don't be snarky to a customer and when they ask for your store ID number and you refuse to give it and when they keep asking for it and you finally rebuttal with "obviously you know it because you called it" you're asking for it (mind you I said repeatedly your store ID number from corporate).  especially after you got an entire order wrong and then yelled at me in your store because i request more lettuce for the subs that you didn't give enough for.  so yeah.  not proud of the bomb... but I did try to go about it the right way by calling to complain to manager and then trying to call corporate instead of getting into it at the store, becuase I think that my issue does not need to be everyone's issue and it's not fair to the store to make my opinion other customer's opinion, but nope.  you were way rude and called me rude and annoying because I was mad that we were over charged and given too little food and not the right food.  nope.  don't think so.

yeah, so that was my day.