Monday's Suck

So, this weekend was long..full of too much alcohol and too many trampy chicks wanting to brawl, so I was actually looking forward on a really fundamental level to come to work and resume some semblance of normalcy. WTF was I thinking if I thought that would happen here? Morning started out ok. Had to drop off the car to get serviced and Kami was nice enough to pick me up. I was going to be pro-active and walk across the dirt lot so she didnt have to flip a bitch at the light, so I walked across the lot, crossed the street, and proceeded to watch Kami U-turn for me (she didnt see me at all) and that forced me to walk back across the street and subsequently the lot. Effing rad. Keep in mind, that this was done in my 2 1/2" heels and a skirt. Anyway, I was already self conscience because I dont match today...dont you hate that? My outfit "goes" but it doesnt quite match; add that to the fact that I could sleep for 2 weeks straight, and my morning was off to a great start.

I walked into the office and apparently Kami and Dragon had a weird, disrespectful event occur over the weekend and due only to proximity, I was in the middle of words and palpable anger. Fun! Nothing like simmering estrogen before my morning Diet Pepsi. Awesome.

Anyway, boss is out of the country so work is decent. Yay! AND, vacation starts on Wednesday, so basically, if I can get through the rest of today and tomorrow, I am golden. Whew.

Oh yeah, someone tell the women I work with that socks with fake Teva's looks terrible and that if you are fat (OR skinny for that matter), you should NEVER wear a tank top with stretch pants....ew.