Amaretto Sour

The only thing I avidly dislike about this job is that even with my own comp, I can't really keep tabs on all my peeps. I feel so out of the loop - I sometiems get to read LJ and all at lunch, but usually it all has to wait 'til I get home, utterly whooped, to read everything at night. And that's a lot to read for me. It sucks.

Still working on SMP story, man this thing is consuming my soul. Note to self: research.

OMFG need coffee. Like bad. Am never going to adjust to this waking up at 5:00 am thing.

The irony of all of this is that today, up to the end, was a very very good day. I was actually remembering what I liked about the job...

...Then I got back from lunch and my IAM and the Assist Manager wanted to speak to me.

And I quote: "A couple of lawyers have complained that you're too abrasive and have asked that you leave the site."

So next Tuesday I'll be starting at a different Ikon site.

And I could ramble on and on but I'm tired and I don't feel like depressing myself more than I already have. The only thing that kept me falling apart right there was the fact that half my coworkers said straight up I was the best worker they had. My IAM said Ikon was pissed about it, and didn't want to lose me - apparently the upper echelons have been plotting for some time to give me my own site. So that's apparently in my future, and for now I'll be going to another (smaller) lawfirm.

So that's that. All my hard work, the fact I know the site better than even the assist manager, amounts to nothing because "a couple" off wussy petty cowardly pansy ass little fuckers lawyers say I'm "abrasive" when I know damn good and well I was never mean to any of them. I vent on LJ and at home; I would never take it out on the bitches themselves as much as I might want to.

Sarah listened to me rant and put up with my moodiness, and that helped. My dad called right when I needed him to, and that helped bunches.. We went to IHOP and saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory again (and no matter how depressed I am, that movie rocks my socks and I love it to bits. I want to go see it again...) and that helped more. I do feel bad for my coworkers though - apparently the IAM was freaking out about telling me b/c he hated doing it that much. And tomorrow was supposed to be a party for two birthdays...and now it's going to be my farewell party too...

Blah.

When in depression, make people read my stuff. It's only snippets of things, but I hope they entertain.

What I hate most is not knowing who I offended. Because I know I didn't do anything wrong, but w/out being told what I did at all, I'll never know for sure and I hate upsetting people, especially unwittingly...

( Burning Bright: Prologue )

(  The Ogre of the Black Mountain )

( Dance with the Devil: 134 )

( Prisoner, Chapter Two )

And that's all I've got.

Because if it's not, I'm going to be forced to kill someone.

So. New idea. Instead of me bitching and adding to my general negativity, let's try a drabble exercise.

Every time I get pissed about something, I'll write a drabble (<--bet you I'll write more drabbles in a week than most people do in a year *snerk*)

So let's have requests/ideas?