Sweet pickle crap it grew legs!

Now I normally don't rant about the things around me, but THIS time I'm pissed... So I have a web cam, yes reclusive me actually owns one... well I went looking for it yesterday. Yesterday turned into last night, last night turned into this morning and still no cam. Oh I found the old one that was made for Windows 98 and doesn't friggin work anymore, sure i find THAT piece of crap... sure... but do I find the one I am actually looking for? NNNOOOOooooooOOOOOoooooo of course not! Why? Because Murphy loves me. He really does. That damn web cam has been floating around my desk for the better half of a year, getting in my way, getting tossed side... but when I go to use it? NO! Damn thing runs off like a kid who just stole rubbers from a Wal-Mart. It warms my heart to know that when I'm at wits end tearing the house a part for something Mr Murph will step in and help me out one more time... that son of a BITCH helped me spill a FULL glass of the life juice called Dr. Pepper ALL over my phone, my headset, AND my new damn chair... prick... If I meet him in person, I'm kicking him in the nuts...