Progressively worse
You know what sucks? Sitting on the phone with your ISP for the second time in the evening (because the first call was, in the immortal words of one of my high school classmates, utterly fruitless), sounding like bitchy, blithering idiot while the tech support guy patiently eliminates all the potential causes, and then hanging up the phone only to discover your problem is back in full force, and then calling back to get a recorded message informing you that said ISP is currently “working to resolve an issue in your area” and you can expect your DSL connection to be back up at 6 a.m.
You know what sucks even more? Actually feeling like a bitchy, blithering idiot because of something somebody said or did, or didn’t say or didn’t do.
You know what sucks the worst? Knowing that the only reason somebody is making you feel like a bitchy, blithering idiot is because you’re letting them.
Thank goodness I’m not on call tonight. My DSL isn’t available.