I had a bit of a meltdown this afternoon. I was ready to leave work around 10 minutes before I actually ended up walking out. Boy, do I wish I had a rewind button to change it all. I am getting so fed up - I'm so frustrated - I'm sick of the people, I'm sick of their bad tempers, and their inability to generally get their arses into gear and it's making me fucking MAD! And not mad in a good way, because of course my madness does not coincide with their madness - so obviously when I'm having a mad moment, it's all anyone remembers! FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I can't win. There is no winning. I find myself at that terrible point where I'm not able to overcome my frustrations; where instead they spill out of my ill-equipped mouth, and I'm just left looking like a knob.
And SpottedApple, what a bitch. She had a snide dig at me this afternoon; and while if we were better friends, I might take it as playful... I think she was just trying to be a bitch and show me up with her one-liner. Damn it StrangeBird - don't give those people opportunities to show you up!! Whoa - see I am going mad - I just reverted to referring to myself in the third (or is it second - I never know) person. Uh oh.
Bring on next week. Bring on my road trip. Bring on the beach and time away from this place.
Stranger than usual,
SB xx
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