unavoidedcrisis | (no subject)

Today was the third day in a row that I had to verbally remind myself that stabbing my co-workers has been discouraged by management. Monday was the fucking adgevant with the dopey smile who fucks up my place settings and moves all my tables, and last night it was the bitchy RPN who thinks she knows how to do my job better than I do [which she doesn't]. Tonight was everyone. They left me to do a three person job by myself. Bastards.

Grrrr.

Ziggy had to go to the vet yesterday. Minor injuries were sustained by all. Except my mother, who Ziggy hates with a passion. Mom was still bleeding when she left for work. Bwa ha. That'll teach her to make appointments before noon.

And don't ask me about cauliflower. I'm not in the mood.

Shit, son! Lookit that! ^ That makes me happy.