It's an odd thing. For the past few months I have been enjoying my job. Ok not the rushing out of bed singing Zippity Doo Dah kind of love but you know, not minding it. Well then this week happened. Maybe someone switched me to decaf and didn't tell me but I have been very unhappy. Powder is on vacation so you'd THINK I'd be happy*. NO. I have been very cranky and crabby (note. Think I am kidding, see yesterday's post). Maybe because I walked by CB (sorry can't give out names or true initials) and CB was MOCKING my work**. WITH someone else whom I trust (scratch, trusted) and considered a friend (ouch ouch, the knife). The really bad thing about this is I have to smile and be nice for if I ever want to move ahead depends on my attitude***The worst part of the whole thing is the second party saw me see the whole thing when I walked by and did NOTHING. Well, probably got a chuckle over it when I walked past.
Don't get me wrong. There are some nice people there. Very nice people. However I have the sinking feeling that soon no one will be able to say that about me as I morph into Super Ubber Bitch. So I am putting this question out to the world. If you could do anything would you be doing what you get up in the morning to do? If not, what is stopping you****? I think I really need to read The Secret.
On that cherry note (Tuesday: Monday's evil step sister)
*OMG If I get spit on one more time when she corner cubes me and talks I will SCREAM
**turns out I wasn't incorrect
***AKA not going all postal on them. The super human strength it's taking not to is KILLING
me
****Me=mortgage
Hang in there....it's almost the wknd
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