Feeling grumbly and tired, I was sitting here at my desk wondering how I could get my hands on a desperately needed a doctor’s note to get out of gym class life today, when I happened up this Facebook status:
Lori is going to go get a cup of coffee and try not to punch anyone in the face.
And then I chuckled into my computer screen because, well, it’s like the calls are coming from inside the house. The elastic waistband of my slip is too tight, the dog crapped in the house and my complexion bears a remarkable resemblance to Pizza the Hut. So it’s no surprise that during this morning’s rainy commute I found myself in a climate controlled temper tantrum, hurling insults at my fellow commuters*. Karen Carpenter tried her damnedest to soothe me but only succeeded in making me feel sad and angry that my 3.8 mile commute was taking longer than an episode of Two and a Half Men. Seriously, even when Karen’s singing a happy song you can’t feel anything but sorry because of how things turned out. I know. I saw the movie.
A conference call, some bad customer service and oh my god, this gloomy weather (I fully expect to see flying monkeys within the hour) and just getting up out of my chair to grab a cup of joe seemed like a very risky venture. But then Lori made me laugh. God, this misery loves her company. It’s kind of pathetic, but sometimes just knowing that someone else is feeling stabby, too is all the talking down I need. You, too, huh? Honey, I’ve got a flask in my purse. Meet me in the bathroom in 5.**
*Road rage freaks me out. I mean, on the list of useless emotions, it’s right up there next to buyer’s remorse and Ben & Jerry’s guilt. So, in an effort not to indulge my own futile behind-the-wheel anger, I limit my outbursts to “You’re a really bad driver!” and “Burn! Take that, Honda Accord!” It doesn’t take me long to feel foolish rather than feisty.
** I once had a boss who would, on occasion, roll a joint and make a pitcher of margaritas. Two words: employee retention.
I hear ya! When I’m miserable I need company!!!!!
Hope today is better!
Girl, I am having a bad day in Nashville too. Trying despirately not to tell my boss to shove his head in his butt and stop asking me stupid meaningless questions. SERENITY NOW!!!! BTW – Love following you on Facebook…glad you joined the club!
in response to your “**”
I have aboss now who after a very long work week will send out an email to us all that we are observing “Beer-o-clock” at closing in the Conference room, and exactly 5:01p you would hear the popping of nice cold beers for us all.
I would love a boss who offered up a pitcher of margaritas.
This post made me LOL. And wish we were friends.
I would love a boss who offered up a pitcher of margaritas.
This post made me LOL. And wish we were friends.
Funny you should say that…I feel that way almost EVERY DAY When I get on the lovley 10 freeway BTW california SUCKS
sometimes…it’s like you’re reading my mind!!!!
i’m totally having one of those days….
Hey Fish,
I’ve had days like this and yes, it does very much make me smile to find that someone else’s status is showing that I am not alone!
I once had a boss ( I was a cook in a very popular restaurant ) who would send back a glass of wine if I was having a really hard night… when I had to cook 200 steaks over a mesquite grill for a wedding reception, she sent back a pitcher of beer in a tub of ice… pretty sure I’d still be working for her if the restaurant hadn’t burned to the ground…
road rage is pretty rare around here… there are about 500 people in the town I moved to, and close to 6000 in the closest city… it was a very good move from California to rural Minnesota…
Ha! I wish I was as funny as Lori on craptastic days!
This made me laugh!! Yeah…we have the rain coming down in Missouri as well…and my ex tells me he is applying for a position in my building. WHY??? Glad I have some miserable company when I need it!
Yeah, feeling stabby myself in MN. Too much to do, not enough time, and ZERO motivation. It sounds like this gloom has taken over most of the country today. At least I’m in good company!
I cracked up at your “road rage.” I seem to have an inability to honk the horn – it’s not my first instinct and the moment passes too quickly – but I still like to yell my share of curses.
I worked for somebody once who, as soon as the clock hit 5, would have us shut the blinds and we’d all have a beer in the office, no matter how much work we had left to get done. Awesome.
Your old boss and I– we’d be good friends with SOP’s like that. We won’t even get into the mood of my office though- accountants during tax season. Not a good combo.
I’m totally going to try your road rage solution – though the way I feel sometimes, I think that even silly things might stay feisty.
Just hoping your day ended on a better note.
Oh man. I’m a fourth grade teacher, and I had that day too…as did every single mini person in my smelly windowless classroom.
Somehow I feel like the joint-and-margarita plan wouldn’t go over so well…
Seems to be one of those days for a lot of people. I spilled coffee all over my arm this morning and was late to work.
Ugh.
A large glass of wine would be so perfect this evening.
Hope you’re able to relax with the Dork Lord tonight.
Wow, it was just one of those days for everyone! If I had one more stupid person email me today at work, I was either going to run screaming or hide under my desk begging the bad men to go away…
Ha! Lori is a friend of mine too and I totally cracked up when I saw her update.
meagn is laughing her ass off at this post.
sigh… and my day did *not* get better, even with beers. hope yours did!
I tried to avoid the breakroom and the coffee because the people who make me want to punch someone in the face were all in my direct path.
This HAS been the worst week! I’m so looking forward to the end. Just a brief glimpse…yesterday I threw up on my dentist while having a routine procedure performed. It is nice to know that I’m not the only one in the “bad day/week boat”. Thanks! I truly do love this blog!
Thank you for this post. I’ve had a punch someone in the face kind of week. My fist hasn’t made contact with anything yet, fortunately. But I might feel better if it did. And I know exactly whose face my fist wants to meet. Oh my! I’m not usually like this!
I love your joint-rolling, margarita-making former boss. Awesomeness!
Honda Accord? That wouldn’t be related to the parking garage now would it? Ha!