Grumble, Grumble, Grumble

Today was a test of my patience. Nothing really awful but several unfortunate happenings found me in a particularly foul mood. A mood which seemed to only worsen as they day went by.

First, I get spurned at the gym by a hottie I’ve been oggling. Not the end of the world but a kick to id.

Then, I find someone has backed into my bike and cracked the side fin. Thankfully, the same fin that has been scratched before. I think they might have actually knocked it over as I discovered later my low beam headlight was out.

Lost my favorite shirt. It could be in the laundry but I don’t think so. I haven’t worn it lately. My own fault, I know.

Work starts off slow. An incident in policy occurs between myself and a field unit. It was a huge safety issue for the field unit. I called him on it and his reply was completely out of line, I made a complaint and management did nothing. I’m not sure why that surprised me. They don’t give a rats ass about us. Anything outside their immediate bubble of responsibility is shunned and avoided at all cost.

Of course, I get a barrage of cranky callers who are insolent and nasty. I almost cursed one lady out. I told another she needed to grow up. Not very civil servant like behavior to say the least.

To top it off, I read some posts on an employee forum whining about how victimized they are and how the [Union] chapter was doing nothing. Well that just set me on fire. I bust my ass to defend my coworkers. I don’t get paid for it and it eats up a lot of free time. And frankly, I’m good at it. [1]not arrogance just confidence in my abilities I’ve gotten numerous punishments overturned and/or reduced. Management knows if I’m involved they better have their ducks in a row or I’m gonna have a field day tearing it apart. Anyway, I wrote a very scathing reply, thought better of it, edited most of the bitterness out.

I’m home now. My mood is foul, my bed is empty, my libidio is up, and I’m not a happy camper. Thankfully, I’m starting a 3 day weekend.


1 not arrogance just confidence in my abilities

7 thoughts on “Grumble, Grumble, Grumble”

  1. Hey there.. maybe to bring some brightness to your bad day.. remember, you’ve lost pants/shorts a couple of times.. the shirt will show up šŸ™‚ LOL and the rest will fade away. Don’t let it get the best of you!

  2. Must have been something in the air. I am feeling ready to bite someone’s head off. Work has given me a lot to think about and I wasn’t prepared. Now I have it playing in the back of my mind.

  3. Hey… Luckly your getting a Three day weekend.

    Its Allways darkest before the Dawn..

    Enjoy ..

  4. I wanna give the juice, but it sounds like you need to find a nice hard butt that likes to be punished to work your anger out on! Just sayin!

  5. It’s not a bad thing when Moby loses his shirt – you look almost a little sexier than my man without a shirt – as far as the burning passion about your work – I’d love to see you in action some time – it sounds like an episode from south park

  6. Sorry to hear about the accident – your bike has been taking a beating – hope you both ‘heal’ completely

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