Today was a really interesting day…not a bad day except for my attitude towards it. I was sort of angry at today. I didn’t sleep well the night before and I had been up late and I ate really too late for myself to expect that I wouldn’t feel bad, so I really shouldn’t have been surprised.
I woke up late with really bad heartburn and very un-rested. I also had a bit of a headache and my back really hurt. So right off the bat my attitude was poor – I was probably going to be late to work, I felt sick and sore – so I was kinda mad that I had to even get up in the first place. The heartburn meant I probably wasn’t going to eat breakfast which made me even a little more angry.
Calvin: If you can’t control your peanut butter, you can’t expect to control your life.
So I rolled myself out of bed and got into the shower and got dressed and trudged out to the car and made my way into work through just a little bit more traffic than I wanted to deal with. I forgot my sunglasses so the headache I already had was just a little more so.
Calvin: You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocket ship underpants don’t help.
By the time I got to the office the headache was just a little worse, I had thrown up a little bit from the heartburn/acid reflux, I remembered that I had forgotten to take care of somethings back at the house before I left and I had already gotten some emails regarding things that weren’t working at the office. I seriously considered turning right around and driving straight back to bed.
Calvin: God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die.
Already not in a special mood, I sat down at my desk and began to unravel all the things I had to do. What would usually be blips in my day tasks that I would be happy to do were now needy people needing useless information and useless tasks getting in the way of things I really needed to do! Every request was just someone’s way of making my job, my day, my life just a little more difficult!
Calvin: In my opinion, we don’t devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.
There was one particular issue that I asked a co-worker a question and some assistance on. His reply was not particularly helpful or satisfactory to me. In fact he kind of had a “it’s not my issue so why are you asking me” kind of attitude. Now in fact this is the kind of answer I usually expect from him and it normally does not annoy me…today…it ANNOYED me. I was communicating via IM with him and so after his, what I considered, poor and unacceptable response to me, I kind of lost it internally. And I almost responded externally…I typed out a counter response in the IM window that had a few expletives and a sentence or two in ALL CAPS.
Calvin: People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don’t realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world.
I didn’t hit send though…I thought twice and deleted all I had typed before I hit send. I in fact didn’t respond at all. And I think this may have begun the turn around of my day. I did get a little perturbed at some things as the day went by but the tension and anger began to subside as the day went on. At one point the anger almost came back to a boil but a friend reminded me gently that “This isn’t going to affect the world” and I came back down.
Calvin: A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day.
And THEN…I went to lunch. Not really because I was hungry, but more so that I felt like I was starting to feel better and I didn’t want the office to ruin it! And so I had a nice light lunch, the heartburn had subsided by now but I didn’t want to bring it back. I went to lunch with a co-worker and had nice conversation and good food – manager’s special at Jason’s – tuna salad on white and chicken noodle soup.
Calvin: When life gives you lemons, chunk it right back.
The rest of my day went pretty smoothly. There was even some cookies involved. Even better, one of my coworkers was able to provide me with some milk to go WITH the cookies. I mean I can’t eat cookies without milk!
Calvin: Who was the first guy that looked at a cow and said, “I think that I’ll drink whatever comes out of those things when I squeeze them?”
I pretty much finished my day in a good mood. I vented a little, got some things done at the office, and went home and just went to bed. I didn’t fall asleep right away, I had a nice text conversation with a friend, watched a little TV, and then dozed off. Then I got up to write this and then went back to sleep.
Calvin: Why isn’t my life like a situation comedy? Why don’t I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren’t my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don’t my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well-being when I have problems?… I gotta get my life some writers.
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