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After gobs of wonderfulness all around me I admit I had a sucky bad day.

I mean Monday's normally are the garbage pail of week days but this one took the cake. It just plain stunk.
So what did I do? Came home, hugged the pups and ordered a big old pizza pie. I down a slice and then gobbled ONE cookie. Yes NOT the whole kit n caboodle just one.
(look, hell HAS froze over and pigs ARE flying)

90% of the time I like work - enjoy is not so much in the picture but I like going.
As I have stated in the past I do work with what we can call circus freaks but there are some good people in the bunch. I enjoyed getting thrown a project or two my way so all in all it fits for me. Enter what I shall call the "Manson Twins" and 90% slides down to 10%. I hear complaining most of the day and in general bitchiness with no real snark or bite. Just misery. I am all for throwing my cards on the table and having a bitch fest (best movie line: If you haven't got anything nice to say then sit next to me)but do you really want to sound like a senior citizen complaining about the price of an early bird special? Have some dignity. Anyhooo
The gulf has grown between the Manson Twins and myself so I find myself just hovering in my cube and counting minutes down til I can be paroled each day.

I did come home and cry a little this evening. I know you're not at work to "make friends" and work is work but the senstive inner voice in me is nursing hurt feelings today.