piffle

I came home, tired and in a good mood.  Until I opened the fridge door, and saw it.  Or rather didn't.  My freakin' guacamole and salsa fresca, gone.  All I wanted was my snack.  Instead, those PEOPLE ate it.  All of it.  They had their own salsa, they could have opened the jar.  There weren't even any chips in the house.  I left the bag in my car.  But they ate my stuff.  I am totally beyond peeved.  *sigh*  Living with family sucks sometimes.  My sister wakes me up because she thinks I should be awake and socializing with the family.  I work weekends.  If I have to be at work at 4pm, I don't want to wake up at 8am, and I don't think I should have to.  I'm not digging this right now.   And to top it off, my 2nd yarn shipment hasn't arrived.  She was sick.  Not to sick to collect her paypal payment, but too sick to send out the yarn.  She said she "didn't want to include germy special suprises".  I guess that was considerat, but a nice short email would also be nice.  Just a brief "hey, due to illness your shipment will be late", quick and to the point.  It let's me know I didn't just send money to a scam artist.  Speaking of which, I have been getting text messages, about 1 every week or so from someone purporting to be from a credit union.  They say my card has been deactivated, and I need to call them.  Out of curiosity I did call yesterday (from work where we have lots of extensions - I'm not a total dweeb)  and the recording asked form my card number.  I immediately hung up the phone.  The guy sitting in the office with me told me about the newest scam.  I am wondering if I should notify someone about this, continue to ignore them, or change my number.  It's annoying.  Between that and the "you have just won the Irish Lottery" emails, I am a little peturbed.