So this was my morning!

11:00 AM me: hey, i almost cried over a postage stamp!
11:07 AM Zach: that mean old nun! if she makes you mail anything again, i'll give her what-for!
i dunno about you, but i could never figure out 'what-for' was supposed to mean. i mean, obviously it means getting your ass whupped, but what the hell does the phrase even mean? stupid crackers.
11:08 AM me: yeah, i dunno
wah
11:09 AM so i was supposed to print out all the birthday cards we'll be sending for december and she made sure to tell me yesterday that we have birthday stamps
i only had time to print the card for the woman whose birthday is dec 1
and i MADE SURE to use a birthday stamp
and today the nun says i didn't!
i was like, "no, i did"and she argued with me and, like, what am i supposed to do?
it's a fucking stamp!
but i have proof, like, dude, here's the hole in the page of birthday stamps!
it's so stupid....it's just a stamp
Zach: oh my god! what the hell makes her think that she even knows???
me: but i can't stand being told i did something wrong when i didn't
11:10 AM Zach: seriosuly
i'm sorry dude
me: she went through the outgoing mail, i guess
Zach: what a fucking asshole... she probably was looking at a different piece of mail
arent nuns supposed to be like, holy and enlightened and shit? this is why catholicism sucks
11:12 AM me: yeah
it's just like, well, i'm not going to argue that much over a fucking stamp
but i KNOW i was right
11:13 AM and i know she was confusing it with another piece of mail in the same kind of envelope
Zach: whatta tard
11:14 AM Zach: the shittiest part about it is this goes down in her mind as an instance of julia fucking up, or an instance of julia talking back, or both. i would be willing to bet that the possibility that she might be wrong will never enter her mind, which i'm pretty sure (as noted above) is the exact antithesis of how a nun is supposed to behave. no wonder the ed left the nunnery.
11:15 AM Zach: anyway, YOU know you kick ass, which is more important in the long run
me: yeah, i guess
11:16 AM waaaaaaaaaaaaah
5 minutes
11:21 AM me: aw, and now she wants me to do something in donor perfect, but i can't log in because she forgot to log out when she got on the FUCKING PHONE