2012-09-27, 07:30 PM
Teleconferences. They make me want to kill babies by beating them to death with puppies.. Tuesday saw me spending 5 hours on 5 calls for 4 different programs. Which meant nothing was done for any of them that day. One of those was a call to NASA to report on a project my company and Bell Helicopter are doing for them. Today my coworker and I had a call with just Bell to hear all about how we collectively totally pineappleed that up. Like a disappointed parent belittling a child. Picking up a phone at work makes me want to scream at everyone involved as I'm reminded how much I hate them, what they want from me, and when they want it from me. I just don't give any pomegranates about this place or anything it does. And it glares in my brain when there's a receiver at my ear.
So I got some vodka and Arnold Palmer to experiment with as a drink of goodness. Except the gallon of Palmer hit the sidewalk and exploded. Then one of my raspberry cartons popped open and sprayed half its contents around the kitchen when I pulled it from the grocery bag. Just for good measure.
Proper anger and rage is a rare emotion for me.
So I got some vodka and Arnold Palmer to experiment with as a drink of goodness. Except the gallon of Palmer hit the sidewalk and exploded. Then one of my raspberry cartons popped open and sprayed half its contents around the kitchen when I pulled it from the grocery bag. Just for good measure.
Proper anger and rage is a rare emotion for me.