I don't know why, but everyone and everything just annoyed the fuck out of me today.
We've had not one but TWO last minute international travel situations spring up in the past week, and the people requesting it were running around in such clusterfucks they gave me a headache. But we got both of them handled and everything's good. Except for one thing: everyone now thinks that my assistant is some kind of fucking miracle worker for getting the trips set up. My boss was making some stupid noise about doing a special thank you for her.
Oh, I sound like a total bitch right now, don't I? But here's the thing. She got it done because I fucking walked her through it and told her what to do every step of the way to get this crap done. I was the one running interference between her and the employees and this shit would not have gotten done without me. Not only that, THIS IS HER FUCKING JOB. This is all she does, and I used to do this shit plus my own job but did I get fawned over? No, no I did not.
Gah. I know I really shouldn't be annoyed by this because A) it means that I trained her really well and B) I still make twice as much as her and C) my boss just gave me a glowing review in which he called me both "very smart with good common sense" and a "major asset", followed by a promotion and a lovely raise. I'll get over it. But for today, I am cranky about it.
And I am cranky because it was just one of those days.
I woke up late, and it was raining and I had to deal with stupid rain traffic.
Then when I left to go to lunch, my alarm key fob was not working, so I had to call the alarm company to figure out how turn off my alarm and my other key fob is broken so right now I am having to manually lock the doors. And while that sounds small and stupid, hello, it is awkward and I kept forgetting to lock the doors when I got out. GAH.
THEN! The sun had broken out, so I went to grab my sunglasses out of my purse once I had gotten my alarm turned off and they were broken. I loved those sunglasses. They were perfectly fitted to my face and dark enough to keep my precious eyes safe. And now they are broken and I have to go buy new ones.
And I had to take Riley to the vet, which was a relatively painless experience (for me, anyway) but every damn person on the freeway was driving approximately 52 miles an hour. Fuckers.
And so tonight I had pizza and cake for dinner. Did I mention I quit going to Weight Watchers? Yeah, just til after the wedding because hello, too much stress to also deal with dieting right now. So instead I am apparently eating my way into wedded bliss.
Man, I have GOT to go to the gym tomorrow. Maybe they'll be offering some kind of martial arts class for me to blow off some steam in.
We've had not one but TWO last minute international travel situations spring up in the past week, and the people requesting it were running around in such clusterfucks they gave me a headache. But we got both of them handled and everything's good. Except for one thing: everyone now thinks that my assistant is some kind of fucking miracle worker for getting the trips set up. My boss was making some stupid noise about doing a special thank you for her.
Oh, I sound like a total bitch right now, don't I? But here's the thing. She got it done because I fucking walked her through it and told her what to do every step of the way to get this crap done. I was the one running interference between her and the employees and this shit would not have gotten done without me. Not only that, THIS IS HER FUCKING JOB. This is all she does, and I used to do this shit plus my own job but did I get fawned over? No, no I did not.
Gah. I know I really shouldn't be annoyed by this because A) it means that I trained her really well and B) I still make twice as much as her and C) my boss just gave me a glowing review in which he called me both "very smart with good common sense" and a "major asset", followed by a promotion and a lovely raise. I'll get over it. But for today, I am cranky about it.
And I am cranky because it was just one of those days.
I woke up late, and it was raining and I had to deal with stupid rain traffic.
Then when I left to go to lunch, my alarm key fob was not working, so I had to call the alarm company to figure out how turn off my alarm and my other key fob is broken so right now I am having to manually lock the doors. And while that sounds small and stupid, hello, it is awkward and I kept forgetting to lock the doors when I got out. GAH.
THEN! The sun had broken out, so I went to grab my sunglasses out of my purse once I had gotten my alarm turned off and they were broken. I loved those sunglasses. They were perfectly fitted to my face and dark enough to keep my precious eyes safe. And now they are broken and I have to go buy new ones.
And I had to take Riley to the vet, which was a relatively painless experience (for me, anyway) but every damn person on the freeway was driving approximately 52 miles an hour. Fuckers.
And so tonight I had pizza and cake for dinner. Did I mention I quit going to Weight Watchers? Yeah, just til after the wedding because hello, too much stress to also deal with dieting right now. So instead I am apparently eating my way into wedded bliss.
Man, I have GOT to go to the gym tomorrow. Maybe they'll be offering some kind of martial arts class for me to blow off some steam in.
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