I overslept today. I NEVER OVERSLEEP! I may push the snooze button 10 times and then run around like a crazy woman for 40 minutes, but I never oversleep and I am NEVER late for work!
Well. I pushed the button several times and then my son’s cat snuggled up to me and then I woke up and it was 8:10 and I’m supposed to be at work at 8:30 and god dammit, I was late for work!!!
I also think I have a touch of the stomache virus that is making it’s way around PA….yucch.
So, when I finally got to work, I spent half the day in the bathroom and the other half sitting at my desk while wrapped in a blanket that is not quite long enough to cover my feet and my chin at the same time. I think I’m going to find my Snuggie that my mom bought me for Christmas last year and bring it into work to keep me cozy when I’m freezing my ass off from that god dam, unrelentelss, air conditioner.
As I walked out of the building into the hot parking lot, I thought to myself for the 1000th time, “Dear God, I hate my job so much.” Hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it.”
Please don’t say I should be grateful that I have a job.
I hate it, hate it, hate it, but I can’t even consider leaving until after my daughter’s wedding in December. “Til then, I hate it, hate it, hate it. How the hell did I end up working for a mind numbing, fookin’ insurance company????