Is this...what day is this?

I paid my cable bill online today. I usually do it over the phone, but I just so happened to be sitting at the computer with the bill in front of me, and didn't feel much like getting out of my chair to walk across the room to call the payment in. And I've already been reminded today that I'm a lazy mother fucker, so just go ahead and save your breath.

But as it turned out, this plan pretty much wound up backfiring on me. I'd been given a confirmation number for my payment online, but I hadn't received an email or anything to indicate that those wacky cable people had received payment. So I had to go ahead and walk across the room to pick up my phone, after all.

What a pisser.

I called the cable company and the customer service representative was pretty cool. He reassured me within like ten seconds that my bill had been paid, and that my account was in good standing.

Mission accomplished.

As we were exchanging our end of conversation pleasantries, he advised me to "Have a good weekend".

Dude.

It's fucking Monday.

I mean, I certainly did appreciate the fact that he seemed to be concerned about my welfare as far as the upcoming weekend goes, but that's four days from now. Does this mean that as long as I have a kick-ass rockin' good time starting on Friday, he could give two shits about whether I live or die until then?

I should call back and have this jackass fired.