Oh, I’m pissed.
I woke up thinking it was a good day but it turned into a very annoying, very bad day. The main trigger for the bad mood was dealings with Citibank.
My bank account vanished. That’s to say I logged into my account and there was no account there. Weird, no? As a result, I head over to a Citibank branch and speak to a teller and here is the breakdown.
There was a fear that there was fraudulent activity on my account so Citibank froze my account and removed all public access to the account. They didn’t call me, they didn’t attempt to contact me in any way, they just shut the account down. I could not gain access via the web or via my debit card at a cash machine.
Turns out there was no fraudulent activity (yay!) so they re-activated my account. Problem being my FUNDS were not released. My account was unfrozen but the money was not available. The branch attempted to have the funds released but was unsuccessful in their attempt. The theory was that it would take one business day to release the money back into my account and the funds should be available tomorrow.
Since it’s not yet tomorrow and I don’t have my time machine available at this very moment, I don’t know if this is actually the case. Will my money be available, will I not? Will I have to continue on with this headache well into next week and, as a result, will I be late in paying some bill because Citibank won’t allow me access to my money?
The teller I was dealing with was very helpful but I still want my money, damn it.
Second…
I go in for a haircut and as for an half-inch off and to leave the back longer as I tend to have a bit of a cowlick. Wouldn’t you know it, the damn stylist goes and takes off more than I want AND cuts the crown uber short.
Immediately I say “you’re cutting too short” but she continues. Granted, I was committed to the cut the second she took off more than I wanted. Really, what could I do at that point.
After voicing my displeasure a few times her behavior didn’t change. I was stuck. What really gets me is the question she asks at the end: “How do you like it?”
I don’t, you dumb ass. I can feel the hair sticking up on the crown of my head and it’s about two inches shorter than I asked for.
For the first time in my life I didn’t tip.
Damn it, I just pissed today.


