Friday is a Shit Storm.

Ugh. UGH!

So. This morning Gary at the 7-11 gave me no love. This is enough to make my day go sour quickly. Of course, when I stepped out of the store, it was raining. I am now wet. I get into my office and find that, like an asshole, I left the window open last night. Every single piece of paper that was sitting on my desk has been blown onto the floor. And guess what, it was a lot of paper.
To make matters worse, the temp watched me cleaning everything up and then said, "Well, I guess we learned our lesson about closing the window, didn't we?" I almost slugged her right in her hairy arms, no joke.
Then I finally decide to tell my boss that I have an interview on Monday morning. She says, "Well, that's great! The girl that's 'coming onboard' starts on May 1st."
OH! Well nice of you to tell me that you hired someone to replace me, you frosty bitch. What if I hadn't told her about the interview? Would she have just told me to never come back on the afternoon of April 30th?

Aww man. I'm totally going to have a rage blackout today.

Is it time for happy hour yet?!