I'm not sure if you ever saw the Kristen Bell sloth video, but that's me. If I'm not in a constant state of calm, I'm crying. Usually, I can handle it better.
Long story short: Meeting at work and I just vented all of my frustrations, which led to me crying. Rewind to a few days ago and I haven't received my deposit back from my apartment. I emailed and called the former landlady. She couldn't recall the amount of my deposit. Fast forward to today and, when I asked why she was keeping $300 of it, she told me that it was for "cleaning." I asked about the regulation for that. This caused her to leave a NASTY voicemail attacking my character and my integrity. I was fine until I replayed it to make sure that I heard her correctly.