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Saturday, November 15, 2008

The Fuck Factor

I'm coining a new term. It's called the "fuck factor."

What is this fuck factor you ask? Besides an excuse to keep typing the word fuck...

Whether you are single or married or childless or have a gaggle of kids...you too can participate in the fuck factor...but it's really not by choice.

Last week out of the blue I arrived home after working in the city and found Sadie rubbing her eye. Rubbing and rubbing and rubbing and rubbing it. And then I saw that she could not open her eye. So she looked like pirate kitty.

I had some eye drops for her from a previous incident when she was an itty bitty that fit into my hand and I started to use them on her eye. The Vet's office was closed for the night and I had to wait until the next day to call. When I did call the office on Saturday the technician scared the bejeeebers outta me about eye infections and eye ulcers and not to give the drops until we knew what it was and that I had to bring her in that day and could not wait until Sunday when the Vet would be back in the office.

FUCK

And there you have the fuck factor. You have your budget set for that week or month, it's tight-enough as it is. You owe ever fucking dollar you already bring in to the electric company, rent man, cable company, credit cards etc...you finally think you have everything covered and you're so happy about it and FUCK FUCK FUCK.

As it turned out Sadie had conjunctivitis and they told me to use the drops I already had.
"That'll be $55 for today's office visit." FUCK FUCK FUCK!

Share your fuck factor stories with us. :)

13 comments:

David said...

I have had two terrible toothaches this year that resulted in my having root canals. Both toothaches started on a Friday afternoon. What does that mean? It meant I was fucked until Monday. I would rather have someone take a hacksaw and rip off my damn fingers than have a toothache over the weekend. I couldn't eat, I could sleep, I couldn't fucking drink for almost three days...twice. Oh, and I hate fucking dentists too.

Romany Angel said...

I remember the days when I was single and up to my ass in debt and bills. Always robbing Peter to pay Paul. It sucked alright. I hope little Sadie will be much better soon.

VE said...

I was on an airplane once flying back from Brazil and we were over the Amazon. I was sleeping and I felt this lull in the engine and I woke up, looked outside at the engine and it was on fire. FUCK FUCK FUCK. (it's ok...we made an emergency landing in fucking Guyana! Yeah, Jim Jones Guyana. Yeah, it was a really short air strip and we were in the grass). But I could go on for days telling you about FUCK factors that have happened to me...

Chat Blanc said...

I needed to create presentation packets for a job interview/presentation I was making to an entire senior management team so I utilized the copy services at Staples. I was familiar with the pricing, but obviously hadn't thought about it much cuz I nearly choked when it came time to pay the bill--$200. And I didn't even get the job. I created that fuck factor myself! Oy! :P

Sukie said...

I'm sorry but that was rather funny, even though REALLY annoying (well I don't use that other word) It's sod's law that you would need the medication you already had, AND it cost you time and money just to find that out! Still, you can't take chances can you?

Da Old Man said...

After holding cars together with duct tape for years, and only getting another one when mine was all but on fire, I bit the bullet and bought a brand new car. First one since 1979. A week later I became hospitalized and unemployed and unemployable.

Lauren said...

@David -OUCHIE!

@RAngel -Thanks. Yes it's kind of like that as a single gal.

@Ve - you win today. Sadly there's no prize.

@chatty - well that's teach you to put your best foot forward!

@Sukie - No he really freaked me out and I didn't want to take a chance. You're right about that. The love we have for our pets.

@D.O.M,- WOW! That really is rather ironic and suckie all at the same time.

Sukie said...

You did know that 'Sukie' was Babs (Beetle) didn't you?

It's Blogger's fault. I have a problem commenting as me on it. It links to all my dead blogs!

DysFUNctional Mom said...

I swear this happens to us every 2 weeks, right before payday. lol
It's usually a car problem, or a kid thing.

Aleta said...

Mine was - Greg and I have everything budgeted out for the wedding. We were careful about the vendors and cost and each month had a list of what needed to be paid, so that none of it was dumped on us at one time that we couldn't fit into the budget (as it is, we having the ceremony and reception at home to save on cost). And then.... we get a bill in the mail for home owner's insurance that last year was 2500 and this year is 4000. NOT a good budget as we had to come up with the difference during these months of saving for the wedding. And worse... Greg was in a car accident, he was hit head on. I didn't care about bills or weddings or anything. The world just stopped. He is OK and has recovered incredibly well for the ordeal that he went through (major guardian angels over him!). But it was one heck of a factor!

Aleta said...

And... I hope your kitty is feeling better soon. Poor heart...

Jessica said...

Stuff like that happens to me so much. One big one I can think of--I saved up a lot to go on a vacation. At this point I hadn't been anywhere in like 5 or 6 years. Well, a week before I bought the tickets my car died and I had to spend all of the money fixing it. That sucked...big time!

Lady Banana said...

You just gotta read my last post for my FF.. in fact it's a double FF