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velvett
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I am most cranky today.
I'm tired and I don't know why.
I did something to the ball of my left foot and I can't walk on it.
My bosses are in city and they still don't know how to pick up their freakin' cell phone. (3 years and 9 months and they still can't get it.) I have no hotel info on them, and I've got just under $3k of COD's coming and no approval to give out checks.
Appointments made without mentioning it to me. Appointments cancelled without mentioning it to me.
Everyone keeps asking me if I had a late night out last night, which translates to - Damn, you look like crap.
I can't stand being single anymore.
I bought $500-ish worth of plants and orchids (see above sentence) - they do not make up for lack of snuggling but they do look nice.
If one more married guy tries to make nice-nice to me I can no longer be held responsible for my violent actions.
Why do all the guys I like have bitchy, demand and less than attractive girlfriends who they bend over backwards to please?
That last sentence makes me seem to be a raving snob bitch. BAH!
I am alone at work and I can't concentrate long enough to get anything done. (Except perhaps this post.)
And to top it all off, our last surviving salesperson, who also happens to be a personal friend of mine has mentioned to me that she has a new job and will be quitting tomorrow. Oh, I do not want to around for when that ball drops.
(You know who's going to be working the uncovered hours don't you?)
Just kill me now.
The bright side: no migraine, and the veggie/lentil soup I had for lunch was fantastic.
I'm tired and I don't know why.
I did something to the ball of my left foot and I can't walk on it.
My bosses are in city and they still don't know how to pick up their freakin' cell phone. (3 years and 9 months and they still can't get it.) I have no hotel info on them, and I've got just under $3k of COD's coming and no approval to give out checks.
Appointments made without mentioning it to me. Appointments cancelled without mentioning it to me.
Everyone keeps asking me if I had a late night out last night, which translates to - Damn, you look like crap.
I can't stand being single anymore.
I bought $500-ish worth of plants and orchids (see above sentence) - they do not make up for lack of snuggling but they do look nice.
If one more married guy tries to make nice-nice to me I can no longer be held responsible for my violent actions.
Why do all the guys I like have bitchy, demand and less than attractive girlfriends who they bend over backwards to please?
That last sentence makes me seem to be a raving snob bitch. BAH!
I am alone at work and I can't concentrate long enough to get anything done. (Except perhaps this post.)
And to top it all off, our last surviving salesperson, who also happens to be a personal friend of mine has mentioned to me that she has a new job and will be quitting tomorrow. Oh, I do not want to around for when that ball drops.
(You know who's going to be working the uncovered hours don't you?)
Just kill me now.
The bright side: no migraine, and the veggie/lentil soup I had for lunch was fantastic.