I slept fine last night I just feel fucking exhausted. Thing#2 and I got in a raging fight that I'm not over. I'd like to sleep it off but instead I'm on the line pretending to be uncle Franks niece.
The good news is that the maintenance man came and turned on the air conditioner so I don't have to scream "what!" over the fan. that was getting me a lot of hangups. My Nazi operators have been keeping me an hour late almost every shift and I don't have high hopes for this one either.
I haven't had one really interesting customer today and iI'm feeling a general sense of Gloom and Doom.
A bad fight can do that to me. The thing I hate most in this world is being given shit by anyone. Especially someone who "should" know me well enough to know that important fact, inside and out. Now I feel cold and wounded, a little angry and a lot misunderstood.
If you don't like something about me you shouldn't shit on my ambitions to get the point across.
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