This would not be one of them.
Most days, i dont mind my job. Im not head over heels, but i like it,
and generally, i can put up with the office nuttiness.
I KNOW that the data entry person leaves notes with every little thing
spelled out in it because thats how she thinks. its not that she
doesnt think i dont know how to do it. like when i got back from my
week in chicago to find a note explaining exactly how to enter this
specific info in the computer.
actually, that note made me laugh. i mean, ive been gone a WHOLE
WEEK. its possible ive forgotten how to do it!
i KNOW that its Monday, and some people are going to a be a little
short tempered, and usually im ok with it. because its Monday, and i
feel their pain.
however, to come in today, find a note taped to the computer telling
me exactly how to do something i do EVERY DAMN DAY, a pile of stuff in
box (complete with detailed note), and a note on the desk telling me
to go buy coffee (which is so not my job and i dont like running other
people's errands), AND THEN have someone who is convinced they are
more important than Harry Potter on the phone just. makes. me. cranky.
it was a weird weekend anyway. i went down to krispy's and we watched
lost (found two easter eggs already!) which was fun.
But then it was 9/11, which is a weird enough day now, but it was also
my grandmother's birthday and my grandmother died on new years, so i
worried about my grandad and my dad. PLUS then mom called and told me
that grandma (her mother) had just gone back into the hospital for the
second time in less than two weeks, brandus is starting his actual
student teaching and is FREAKED OUT about it, which makes him grumpy.
jeez. can i just go home? i want to read Firefly fic and watch Lost
and Joan of Arcadia and stare at the computer screen for a while.
Man, I hate Mondays.