December 23, 2005

*sobs quietly*

This has been one of those hellish week where you WISH that you had a stomach ulcer just so that you'd have something to blame all the indigestion on.

Monday and Tuesday I was sick as a dog, and I must confess that there were portions of the day where I thought death preferable (I'm over that now). Wednesday I went back to work and everyone pissed me off (mostly brought on by the fact that I'd been out the previous day and a half and they were asking me dumb-ass questions about photocopies). Next, I had to deal with a stalker Quill vendor trying to push some office supplies up on me (jherri-curled weirdo). Then we strike upon the revelation that some skanky-ass ho in the apartment complex across the street from the office park fraudulently added a phone line to our business account last year and has been making all kinds of phone calls to prison (long story).

I was already on a "I hate this fucking job" rage for about a month, and so it all started coming to a head this week. I'll just say that I'm keeping my options open.

I stayed home yesterday because the electrician was here wiring some exterior fixtures. When I went back to work this morning I had the worst knot in my stomach. My mouth was watering from nausea, and I couldn't help but to think, "Wow, this place makes me sick!"

And it's not even the job that's so bad. It's a few lazy fucks who work there who make my life miserable.

Posted by Tiffany at December 23, 2005 04:22 PM | TrackBack

Sorry. Can't wait to hear more about the prison callin' skank, though.

If it makes you feel any better, I had 102 temp from strep and had a son barfing every 45 minutes Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Another son and my husband followed shortly thereafter with the puking disease. One son has been strangely healthy.

Merry frickin' Christmas. Huh?

Posted by: Momotrips at December 30, 2005 01:07 AM
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