Work, X, and The Wrapper

First day at the new job is ok I guess. No real hot single babes, the
trip down was fine, everyone seems nice. Its a little awkward because
this place is shutting down, and i'm the new guy from Louisville.
They got me a Subway sandwich for lunch, and it was good but I only
ate about 4 of the 12 inches of sandwich. I picked through it to make
it look like I really tried...

The X called and left angry messages, text messages and voicemail
while I was unable to answer my phone today at my first day of
training on my new job. She had an appointment for Logan to see the
doctor (see the past several posts). She is STILL not able to take
him to the doctor! Now she's telling me that she needs a ID number
and the name of my social worker! I couldn't get through to her so I
left voicemail. I told her to just do whatever she has to do in order
to get him to the doctor! Jesus! I feel like everything halfway
important I have to take care of. All my friends tell me how
worthless she is as a mother. Hopefully i'll get my apartment in a
couple weeks, and I can take care of the kid's important issues.

I was getting ready for bed tonight and plugging in my PDA and cell
phone and I found a condom wrapper... I'm gonna call the front desk
and give them hell.