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 â€œEditâ€ 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. â€œBla 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.â€
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 â€œI was supposed to know you were in a shitty mood how? Now you get to see me without a personality.â€
So she responds with an â€œapology accepted.â€
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.