Be Nice, Marc

What are you pissed off about, Marc? Anything? Everything? I hear you, man. I'm feeling like that right about now too.

I was told by that darling hubby of mine that I had an appointment with my rehab doc today. Not that kind of rehab, kitties. It's for my ankle. The same ankle which is the reason I am still on medical leave. Anyway, I called for directions and I was informed that they had never heard of me! I had no appointment with their office! Arrrgghhh! What does this mean? Well, it means I'll have to wait until Thursday for when I see my podiatrist to see when I can return to work. This shit sucks balls.