So I cancel the cab I had booked for half past five and call work to find out if I'm going in there or out here to the data center tomorrow and the smacktard tells me that he's changed his mind and decided that we can wait till tomorrow for this last test I'm doing. I call the cab company again - it'll be at least an hour before they can get a cab out here now. So the "incredibly" important test results can wait because he feels like going home.
I wouldn't be so annoyed except this has happened every time metalrabbit has been home from bunratty for the last month or so. Each time she's back I end up working late each evening she's around.
Normal profanities aren't going to cut it for this one and it's killing me because I want to swear but none of the ones I've tried so far are giving me the slightest satisfaction.