I love my job. I do. Really! There aren't many days I walk out of here or take my lunch shaking my head when it comes to people. Sure, I let out a giggle to myself sometimes or joke with coworkers about their level of stupidity, but for the most part I love my job.
Today, however I want to tell Wednesday to take a flying leap and land in some dog poop or something!
My customers today have really given me some "hum dinger" kind of questions/statements leaving me wanting to kick a kitten.
Add to that my frustrations with a few other things in life right now, I just want to kick a kitten.
Did I mention I'm going to the gym like 5-6 times a week now? Yep, this girl right here is hitting the gym. I do at least 30 minutes on the treadmill and 15 minutes on the bike, and then at least 20 minutes doing the weight circuits. So far, so good.
I gave up coca cola. Stop the presses. Hold the phone. Get out of freaking dodge. You may not know this but I am addicted to it like its a drug.
I shall be Ok.
My boss says to include in this post that I like nuts. In my mouth. The kind you can swish around.
She says they are Niiice and then I had to turn in a fit of giggles and realized that the brand name is Nice. She also likes to suck on them!