BY the way, I think I say 2 bad words in this rant, so if you don't want to see that, don't read:
There, those who are still with me. THis is very negative. If you don't want me to bring you down, stop reading.
Ok, i'm saying this here because it won't affect my everyday life if you guys think I'm a shmuck. Heck, half of you already do.
I got to work, barely had a chance to sample the catered Thanksgiving lunch the company provided (in lieu of free pizza day) before my wife calls, in tears, frustrated with the girls and tells me she needs me to go home.
Note: THIS part did NOT bother me. That's my job, right? I'm a father, so I go home to help the woman I love and watch my progeny.
Then I get a call from work, asking me to come back in to help cover the night shift, because they didn't plan ahead and during a week they knew was busy they gave someone the whole week off. So, frustrated, I come back in.
To find that my coworker has stolen my cookies. Yes, stolen. He was even offering them to other people.
Yeah, it's just some cookies, but a) i feel violated and b) i didn't get dinner, and those cookies were pretty much all I had to eat this evening. So I'm trying to avoid yelling at my coworker so I can tell him what a massive prick he is, so you get to hear it.
Also, the chick who distributes mail assignments ALWAYS LEAVES A PILE OF IT EVEN WHEN I"M NOT HERE!
I mean, if I hadn't come back in, I'd have found mail that SHE was supposed to make sure was taken care of sitting on my desk at noon on Monday. It pisses me off.
So, ignore if you like. I just need to get that out because I'm mad as hell and yelling at my co-workers is just going to make me look like a dork and make the next 7 working days (but no one's counting) a pain in the ass.