Ridiculous

Can I just say that the past two days have been utterly ridiculous? Here's a small break-down as to just how stupid ridiculous it's been.

Monday:
1- My alarm clock, which I set for 8:30 a.m., goes off at 6:30. I wake up mid-REM. Bad start!
2- I pay $12 for a parking spot in a garage, so I can get to a job interview. Which turns out to be fine. It was Men's Warehouse and I sewed for 2 hours. I was on my way to work at Theo wheeeen-
3- A lady accidentally backed into my car. Which was not as bad as it sounds. She was on my passenger  side and was backing up out of the cross-walk when she scratched the side of my car. Lame! So I was late to work in order to exchange info. That is also fine, and being taken care of!
4- The moving company, who I have been calling so much it could be considered stalking, won't tell me if I will be receiving my stuff on Tuesday (the next day). But I'm assured that it probably won't arrive because I would have already received a phone call 24 hours ahead of  time. Move to-
5- 9:00 at night, at a rehearsal when I receive a call that Yes, my stuff will be coming in! Hurrah, except it's at 9 am the next day, my roommates and I all have work, and this guy is completely NOT understanding. I get into what could be called an altercation. Luckily, Katie got the day off. I was furious!

Tuesday:
1- I'm late to work because I got lost. My bad.
2- I received lots and lots of phone calls and texts messages at work because the moving people (who are the absolute bane of my existence) can't move their truck into my street and are charging me an extra 300 dollars in order to shuttle it over. Bite me, Hansen Moving and Todd Odberg. I sincerely hate you all and hope I never have to deal with your absolute incompetence and stupidity again. Thanks to you, I have decided to never use a moving company again and I've given up all faith in the entire process.
3- I'm also simulateneously receiving calls from the insurance company. All of this between 9 and 10 a.m.

I'm so tired I might die. The End