I feel so frustrated, the boss is a jerk

Hey, Megs,

How's it going on your end? I believe that I have recovered from the shocks of the extended weekend: the Heels getting stomped upon on Saturday and Memphis losing a nine-point lead with two minutes remaining in the NCAA Championship Game. Kansas? Really?

And what's with this?

Et tu, Roy?

AP Photo/Eric Gay, via yahoo.com

That was one incredible title game, though. Gotta give propers where propers are due.

The reason for my post is not to discuss sports-related issues, besides to say, as always, that the Yankees suck. I had to recount a tale of woe from work.

Yesterday, I was back here in my cubicle, trying to get some work done. There was some drama happening with something or other (as always), which led my two co-workers to heatedly discuss such drama at a table outside one of their offices. Directly outside one of their offices. As in, take one step in and you are inside one of their offices. I could not concentrate at all, of course, so I got up and walked around the office for a while, hoping that the cacophony would cease. It did, so I walked back to my cubicle, only to have it begin again. The volume on my iPod could go no further, my ears were ringing, and my patience (really at Job levels these days, I assure you!) had reached its bitter end. I scooted my chair out and politely (I swear) asked them to please move into the office, since it was difficult for me to concentrate. This is the look that I got from my boss:

photo via animalsthatwanttokillyou.com

Nice, right? I am pretty sure that if I had been able to take a picture with my eyeballs (it'll be fun when that can happen) and then upload it to this blog post, it would look similar to the dinosaur. Frikkin' laserbeams.

Finally, OMG, WILL THIS WORKDAY NEVER END?!?

love, molly

previous post title source: "Shanty (aka The Friday Song)," Jonathan Edwards. This is the song that the local classic rock station (that would be 105.9, The Rock) plays at 5 p.m. on Fridays. It's no "Friday Freebird," but it's a fun tune nonetheless. With lyrics like "We're gonna lay around the shanty, mama, and put a good buzz on," I imagine that if you heard it you would picture Todd singing it. I always do.