Rant #2,261: I Gotta Get Out of This Place

If it's the last thing I ever do!

In this case, it is the year 2018, which as I mentioned to you in an earlier Rant, has just gotten to be impossible lately.

Yes, I did oversleep this morning, but I had a really good reason to do so.

While eating lunch at work yesterday, I was munching on a corn chip.

I like corn chips, in particular those from the Frito-Lay brand, specifically Scoops, those larger corn chips that are about twice the size of a normal corn chip.

It was towards the end of my lunch break, and I bit down on a chip, and I felt something weird in my mouth.

Evidently, as I was chomping away on the corn chip, one of my crowns in the back of the right side of my teeth broke off, taking part of my existing tooth with it.

The only good thing is that I retrieved the crown and did not swallow it. It is not in the picture above, but that was pretty much what it looked like.

I immediately called my dentist, and they could not fit me in for an emergency visit until late in the day, so I took that, told my work about my accident, and went on with the day until the time came to go to the dentist--a place I had just been to for a cleaning just exactly two weeks ago.

I went to the dentist, they took me immediately, and they were able to cement the crown onto whatever was left of the existing tooth.

My dentist added that I might, in the future, need a root canal on that tooth, but for right now, everything was fine with my tooth and teeth.

I did not eat dinner until late, so that probably put me into a deep sleep, and why I did not wake up until about a half hour after I normally do this morning.

But I don't know, it really didn't do that. I tossed and turned most of the night, and that is the real reason why I overslept this morning--because I did not fall asleep fully until about two hours after I actually hit the sack.

Things have been difficult with me lately, and it goes beyond the toxic work environment I work in, which gets stranger by the day, the hour, the minute.

Things are going on around me and directly at me that I have absolutely no control over, and each day that I wake up, I truly wonder what will be the next mishap I will face.

Case in point is that just the other day, I am not sure about this, but I think I discovered something on the front window of my car that, upon further examination, I am going to have to take some action on.

I thought that I had some really "industrial strength" bird gunk on my front windshield, which is not uncommon this time of year.

The supposed crap has been on my windshield for well over a month, and after several rains, the stuff still hasn't washed out.

Yesterday morning, we got a torrential rain in my neck of the woods, and the stuff still wasn't coming off, and further inspection--in the dark and with pelting rain covering me--showed me that it appears that the bird gunk might actually be something that looks like a succession of slight dents in the window caused by BB gun shots.

Yes, the gunk now looks like the result of a BB gun, and its pellets hitting the window head on. Again, what I have is not in the photo below, and it is not as deep as the one in this photo. What I have almost resembles glancing blows of a BB pellet, but again, I want to check this out further before I do anything about it.

I have to check further that I am correct in my summation, and if I find that I am correct, I am going to have to call my insurance company and get the windshield replaced.

Sure, they will do it wherever I am, but it is another hassle, another nuisance that I just do not need at the moment.

I could say woe is me, I could say that I am under a dark cloud at the moment (I think I did say that already), but what I can say is that this year cannot end soon enough.

Today is November 14, so we have 16 days left this month and 31 days in December, so I have to get through 47 more days until this dreadful year is over.

And believe me, I am not telling you the half of it. That is a story that I won't tell, because it serves no purpose to do so.

But all I want to do is to have a pleasant last 47 days of the year, and move on to a hopefully much happier 2019.

That is all that I ask, and I hope that I get my wish.