I'm on the wrong side of the bed

Everyone hates work. It's just something we all have to do unless you're independently wealthy. Although there are two types of independently wealthy. There's the type like Paris Hilton who just happens to be an heiress, and there's the type that worked hard in their younger days and can just chill once they've made their millions.

Today I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. My day started off great until I got to work. I was asking people about the status of some of my various projects. I got ignored in two emails and I got a rude reply back from another. 8:00 in the morning is not the best time to get rude emails. I deferred it to the little boss, and she made me go with her to "discuss" the situation. I told her that I wasn't ready to discuss it (I was fuming), so I would get back to her. We had the meeting at 9:30 and the guy apologized (too late) but that was only after he tried defending his response. So, that was the end of that. I decided I was going to have a lazy day, and just get caught up on some paperwork. All was roses until a coworker started printing out notes on the printer saying 'I hate you.', 'I think you are a bad person.' etc..and he kept signing my name to these notes. Well, several people were showing me the notes and saying mean things back to me. I could care less about that. I told them that I didn't do it. After a while everyone figured out who it was. What a funny joke (can you feel the sarcasm).

Throughout the day, people kept calling me (I don't answer my phone often) wanting to know what this project was, or what part number they needed. If they could read or listen to what people tell them they would have known. By 3:00, I was SO ready to go home. I called the maintenance leader to ask if my equipment was back in service. He said it was, so I went to go check anyway (you can't trust anyone). Well, it wasn't fixed. That was all I could take. I called him and asked him why he told me it was when it wasn't. He said he talked to someone who said it was done, and that's why he said that. I told him that if he doesn't know, he should say he doesn't know. Why lie? Nothing gets accomplished when you lie. I asked who did it, and he told me, and then he said he'll check on it. I told him that it's probably a good idea, and slammed the phone down and left work.

Today was probably one of the second most stressful days I have had in my working career. I'm trying to put it all behind me, and face tomorrow as if it's a new day, but I bet I will still have emails and messages about what else has gone wrong. I better say a ton of prayers tonight. :)