Ok, so I’m back at work. For reals, this time. No joking.
M is at home with the monkey, since its only today and tomorrow that I’m at work, and there was no reason to pay for a week of daycare when we’d only use 2 days. So this works out well. Tomorrow my dad is gonna take care of her.
I came back to work and my internet computer was working again (yaaay) but my database email was still inaccessible (meh). The computer also cant locate my profile (poo). But I got a dude over to help with the email issue, and boy was he a major asshole!
It went a little something like this:
Him: You have to type in the server name.
Me: Alright, well, that’s random.
Him: *sigh* We sent out emails about it.
Me: Emails? Really?
Him: *huff* We also printed them out and put it on everyone’s desks.
Me: Yeah, and I havent been here for 2 months, and all sorts of people have used this desk.
And then he walked away.
I think I muttered something like “thanks” but what I really wanted to say was, “Fuck you, asshole. I appreciate you showing me how to fix my email but you didnt have to be an epic prick about it. If you piss me off again, I will eat your goddamn face with my morning tea.”
Or, ya know, something.
After that I went to the starbucks to get a fucking venti anything. I needed to calm down. So, ya know, LET’S CAFFEINE IT UP, BITCHES!! Then my friend came over and we spent a ridiculous amount of time looking at purses and talking about all sorts of shit.
Its not like I can do any work with my computer broken…
I am so, totally, going to federal employee hell, aren’t I?
Well, at least I do shit when there’s stuff to do! That’s more than I can say for P L E N T Y of other people, thank you very much.
Anyway. I get to go home in an hour since I got here at the ass crack of dawn and cant do 9’s until next pay period. So leaving at 2 it is! 😀 I get to run home back to my happy little girl and hug and kiss her and smell her, and snuggle her, and oh. Oh. I miss her, right now. Starting to get the shakes. I needs me some Monkey luv.
That doesnt sound right.
It sounded ok in my head… but I’m not deleting it.
I leave you with a picture, because I’m a photographer. Despite the fact that I havent actually taken many photos of things besides the monkey in quite some time.