Beware to those who cross me today....
Oct. 2nd, 2003 01:40 pmI am not a nice person... at least not today. I'm not sure what happened, but I definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. It happens extremely rarely, but it happens. I got up, got showered and dressed, and walked into my office a complete grouch.
Our fiscal year just started, which means time for the yearly workplans to go into effect. I draft those for certain program areas, like animal and human drugs and medical gases. It seems like this week would never end. It got so bad that I've had to bring work home the last two nights.
Today was the last straw. Everything was irritating me -- the phone ringing, people coming up asking for help, innocent jokes, and my office-mate's smelly mid-morning snack. Usually, I can put on the happy, helpful face and talk to others, but I didn't have the energy or the inclination today.
I had one nerve left and the world was swinging on it. I marched into my boss' office, handed him the draft workplans, and told him I needed to leave. My look must have said it all, because he didn't question me. Stopped at the grocery to get the fixings for my vegetable soup and a six pack of stout beer. I now sit on the precipice of calmness, teetering slightly... but that may be the beer.
Our fiscal year just started, which means time for the yearly workplans to go into effect. I draft those for certain program areas, like animal and human drugs and medical gases. It seems like this week would never end. It got so bad that I've had to bring work home the last two nights.
Today was the last straw. Everything was irritating me -- the phone ringing, people coming up asking for help, innocent jokes, and my office-mate's smelly mid-morning snack. Usually, I can put on the happy, helpful face and talk to others, but I didn't have the energy or the inclination today.
I had one nerve left and the world was swinging on it. I marched into my boss' office, handed him the draft workplans, and told him I needed to leave. My look must have said it all, because he didn't question me. Stopped at the grocery to get the fixings for my vegetable soup and a six pack of stout beer. I now sit on the precipice of calmness, teetering slightly... but that may be the beer.