Scared Bunny

Fridays suck.

I know you all read that and said, “What the fuck!” but they really do suck.

The thing is work on Friday goes on forever. It seems like everything is moving in slow motion. I feel like it’s been a full workday and its only 2PM. I just got up to stretch my legs and they felt like I had been sitting for hours, even though it had been maybe an hour.

And people are different on Friday. Nobody wants to get anything done, so if you need someone to do something forget about it. Everyone here was fucking rowdy as hell this morning. I got reprimanded and complained about for a fraction of what was going on. Granted they don’t have to deal with “Use your inside voice” lady, but still…

And I’m still pissed about that. I’m not your fucking toddler lady. I do not have an “inside” voice. You can ask me to speak more quietly, but I just have the one voice which I use in a variety of volumes depending on the situation. Sometimes it will actually be a little loud. At the time it was slightly above normal. Maybe she was nursing a hangover or something, but the rest of us weren’t exactly impressed.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that “It Was a Good Day” comes in at exactly four minutes, twenty seconds.

Getting anything done on a Friday is impossible. And if the weather is good, you are royally screwed. Then everyone who has any time off saved up will be out, and people with no accountability will follow them. Here all the managers are gone so the whole floor is like an empty maze of cubicles waiting for a giant hamster to come through. Giant hamsters would be fucking scary. I used to have hamsters. They bite hard and they can be mean little fuckers. One bit my brother’s finger and held on as my brother tried to get his finger out of the cage. He took a serious beating before he finally let go. Gerbils are nicer.

Someone gave me fake flowers at work with a card saying :

CONGRATULATIONS

You are the new recipient of the award recognizing you are the

VERY BEST

______________________________________
Insert accomplishment here

AGAIN

CONGRATULATIONS

Nobody knows or will admit to giving it to me, and nobody seems to know why I got it. I almost feel like I’m supposed to pass it on to someone else without them knowing who sent it. Maybe it was part of making me feel part of the team. It could also be part of making me feel insane and paranoid. That makes a lot of sense too. Just because I’m paranoid does not mean they are not out to get me.

Well, I am out of random topics for the day, so this is all you get. No sex. Get over it.

Labels: 4:20, awards, confusion, Friday, Ice Cube, life, work