days like this i really hate my job. seriously. one of our market areas recently got bought out by comcast. today they're doing all the transitioning. this basically means that these people are no longer our problem, as they are now comcast customers. splendid! until one particular jackass decides to call me…

jackass: i can't get online.
me: well, sir…it appears you're in a transition area. i can put you in touch with comcast…
jackass: i wasn't notified about this! you'd think they'd let you know about this!
me: well, sir, a letter was sent out, emails were sent out, and there was a note on your last bill.
jackass: you may think that's what happened, but that's not…
me: right, sir. would you like me to transfer you to comcast?
jackass: you don't seem to understand me. we're a national childcare agency and it is costing us money to be offline like this!
me: then we better hurry up and transfer you to the people that can help you with your problem!
*the jackass was then immediately transferred to comcast, with no further discussion of the matter*

jesus, man…what do you want? a fucking blowjob?

show tomorrow night. we are apparently playing with some band called "Amps II Eleven." I'm sure they'll be awesome.