Well today could have been the first day in a WHILE where I had a good day at work. Was getting everything done, the modification I did on Wednesday seemed to have a positive effect on the problem application… All was going well until I helped out a co-worker. She wanted to make a screenshot of something and email it. So I showed her how, also how to crop the image in Paint. While in Paint I kept asking her to click the “Edit” option and she kept accidentally clicking the Edit option in the image. She figured it out, and that was that, I didn’t think twice about it.
Then she emails me. “Bla bla bla, I don’t appreciate you making me feel like an idiot, I’m having a bad day as is, I don’t appreciate your sarcasm, bla bla bla.”
So I responded and apologized for offending her, reminding her that we normally maintain a jovial repore, and that i’ll keep what she told me in mind when she asks for assistance in the future. Otherwise known as “I was supposed to know you were in a shitty mood how? Now you get to see me without a personality.”
So she responds with an “apology accepted.”
Oh yeah? WHERE THE FUCK IS MY APOLOGY FOR BEING MADE TO FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE YOU WERE HAVING A BAD DAY? I’m serious, how the hell am I supposed to know when people aren’t in a good mood? Why the hell is it that I always have to bear the brunt of someone’s shitty day? I don’t fucking appreciate having my day ruined cos YOU couldn’t fucking keep it to yourself. When I have a bad day at work, yes I will be short with people, but thats the extent of it. I don’t go out of my way to share the shit.
Almost. I almost had a good fucking day at work.