I never know what to title this stuff.
What a longass exhausting day. Not nearly enough sleep last night and I had to do a remote tonight at Hooters that I totally wasn't expecting. How grand. Monday Night Football galore. Hello 14 hour workday. Although I was surprised, as I called Stacie asking her to come out totally thinking she wouldn't and what do you know, she came out until about 9. "I had to come out, I've missed you at work!" And today Pork Chop the receptionist asked me if Stacie and I were dating and I just ignored her. Like I need more rumours like that shit spreading around. There's already been word passed around that I've gotten high on at least one occasion in the work parking lot, which couldn't be any further from the truth. I can't remember the last time I... well anyway.
Liz and I had a short talk on the way to the remote about an incident that went down on Saturday where we both got pissed as fuck at each other. I rarely get pissed off, but I was so angry my knees were strangely twitching and I was like seeing spots and shit. So tonight I started to apologize, she interrupted me and apologized, and all is good again in Lizland. She's as moody as crap, and it can wear thin on my nerves. But she's a good friend, so what can you do? It's when stupid work stuff gets to be an issue that it seems most to go haywire.
I'm taking a half day tomorrow.
Liz and I had a short talk on the way to the remote about an incident that went down on Saturday where we both got pissed as fuck at each other. I rarely get pissed off, but I was so angry my knees were strangely twitching and I was like seeing spots and shit. So tonight I started to apologize, she interrupted me and apologized, and all is good again in Lizland. She's as moody as crap, and it can wear thin on my nerves. But she's a good friend, so what can you do? It's when stupid work stuff gets to be an issue that it seems most to go haywire.
I'm taking a half day tomorrow.