Emotion Overload

June 6, 2015... was the first time I experienced the so-called "emotion overload" of pregnant women. 

Morning at work is usually hectic and stressful which is normal. I had some very serious discussion with my deputy TM and it was very hard to maintain my calmness. Eventually I rant out my frustrations to my other half and Peanut do felt the distress I was in at that moment.

The workday finished slowly, summer heat getting into my nerves. I took a cold shower as soon I got home to take away the icky feeling. I also throw up twice today...it was quite a big load off my stomach and it hurts (thought I even saw blood). I felt the fatigue and hunger so I called X Pizza (due to some law I refuse to name the restaurant even I wanted to shout it out to the world). I ordered a spaghetti and pizza delivery and they have my contact details on their list as they asked me if I wanted the delivery to my office. I told them I am home so I gave them my address once more which baffled me since I am a regular customer. They said it will take them 30-40mins to deliver. I was like my house is 3 buildings away but they said thats the normal delivery. So I said okay, Peanut and I can still hold it in.

I spent 6-8pm talking to my friend Ate Joy and waiting for the food. 

8:00pm: I called X Pizza, apparently the cashier was probably not herself as she gave their delivery driver a wrong unit number. But they never told me that, she said its on its way and asked for my unit number again. She informed me that my mobile was off. So I told her you know my unit right, why dont you go straight to my house? So I told her my address once more and waited another 22 minutes.

8:22pm: I called X Pizza, I think the owner answered this time around and told me what really happened. And even blamed me that my mobile was off...which isn't as I just lost signal at home. Shaking furiously out of hunger and anger with the garbage customer service, I told the owner to cancel their "shit" as I will not wait for another 2 1/2 hours for their food. I totally promised myself that I will never ever order from them again.

I went down to my building lobby to look for some food brochures and asked the guard if there was a delivery guy who even entered the building.

"no madam we didnt see anyone." so X Pizza was a total liar.

I was lucky I saw the Itzza Pizza and called them to take my order as I was on my way to their place. Guess what? My spaghetti bolognese was sitting nicely when I arrived and the staff was so accommodating and respectful. And they ended up on my speed dial...:)

So, lesson learned: Never get a pregnant woman hungry as there will be hell of a fury. (not intentional though but I pretty guess its the raging hormones...)