Funny day at work…

I’m spear-heading a program for the City of Annapolis wherein my department created in order to encourage businesses to “go green.” I called a wine and liquor store in Annapolis to set up an appointment for verification of the workbook that they filled out. The only convenient time was to meet today at 1pm.

I got there about 5 minutes late, but it was ok because nothing was really going on in the store. I asked the woman at the cash register for the contact person. Another young boy (probably about 22 years old) comes up to me and asks, “Are you Gina?” The catch is that he said “Gina” as in the last two syllables of “vagina”. I was REALLY taken aback, and I looked at him long and hard to see if he was bullshitting me. I said, “No, I’m not. I’m Jeanna.” From there on out, I was not pleased with my situation.

Ten seconds later, the contact person came out…another guy that’s about my age (23-25). He said, “What’s up? So…what are we doing?” As if I didn’t call him and confirm a verification appointment for 1pm so that he can be certified before the certification ceremony on the 23^rd of this month. Still a bit confused, I asked him where his checklist was so that we can walk through. He didn’t have it on hand, and ran to the back to retrieve it.

“So, how many points do you have?” I asked.

“Uhh, we have a lot of points on initiative that we are GOING to do,” he replied.

“Hmm, so you’re not finished filling it out? I’m here to verify for your certification on the 23^rd.”

“Oh, I don’t think we’ll be ready by then. Sorry to waste your time”

“Hey Peen, thanks for nothing, you dummy. You are so retarded and I hate you and I hope that this is your only job forever because you’re so goddamned stupid and you smell and I hope your children’s children suffer from polio.”*

I exited and drove back to City Hall in time for my lunch of sweet potatoes and green beans.

*May or may not have actually been verbally exchanged.