Let's All Get Laid Off

I'm not a grouch in the mornings. Honestly, I'm not. I pop out of bed, talk to Jemma, take her out, take my shower, get ready for work, get to work, sit quietly at my desk for an hour, talk to YB, and then I figure out what I have to do today. I decide whether I should do a little or a lot. Most of the time it's a little.

This morning, YB and Spacebrain weren't there, so I thought I was alone. I went to make my little coffee drink (I think I have Folgers instant cappucino of some sort), and I realized one of my coworkers was at her desk. I said hello and went on to make my drink. On my way back from the kitchen area she asked if I watched Nip/Tuck. I told her I didn't, and she proceeded to talk to me about last year's season finale. Fine..it's not so bad. I'm dealing with it.

I sat down in my seat and she saunters over and starts talking to me about all the renovations she made on her house. She's made a lot and still has a lot to do. It's been 15 minutes and I'm getting so frustrated because I have a ritual in the morning AND I told a girl in another department I'd be over pretty early, but I wasn't ready to go over there, because the girl in my dept. is talking my ear off and I can't get anything done. I think she talked to me for 1/2 hour. Literally, 30 minutes. Finally YB showed up, but I still had to get myself prepared to see the other girl so I couldn't even talk to him. My whole morning was ruined, and I am being a grouch.

My project isn't working right, so I'm a grouch about that. Three people put in their notice this week, so I'm a grouch about that. Our company has really hit rock bottom and I wonder why I'm still here, so I'm a grouch about that. We're all going to get laid off so I'm a grouch. That's not really a truth just yet, but I can't understand why we're still here. I think I'm not doing any more work today. Today I'm stressed out and I can't exactly pinpoint why. I guess frustration is setting in. I do have an awesome lunch. Rotini with sausage in marinara. mmmm...c'mon 11:30. Food makes me happy.