Blue monday
Well.
I dropped my wallet out of my pocket at the Speedway while buying my morning coffee. The girls at the Speedway, thanfully, caught it and set it aside so it’s now home safe and sound.
That was the best the day got. It all went downhill from there.
Well, at least it was insufferably humid.
Damn.
Mondays often suck… humid or not.
I had a somewhat unusually crappy Monday; patches ‘n upgrades go in over the weekend, and if someone screws up on the coding, my area deals with the fallout. It was one of those days.
I didn’t experience it on a personal level, though.
Crap, Og.
Oh, geez. Why is it that seeing the actual commentary makes me wish I’d chosen different verbiage. (Me and my penchant for “crapblog” commenting)
Sorry! You know what I mean, though!
Bleh. Mondays suck universally.
GOOD thing you got your wallet back, although I’d still consider re-issuing any credit/debit cards. No telling who had access to them.
Mondays suck.
Not to try to one-up you, but I sent an email to my boss at 4:30 Monday morning, letting him know I’d been up with the baby ALL NIGHT and wouldn’t be in before lunch.
The suck-er part? He hates children, and would just as soon fire me for missing time at work for caring for the baby. Yeah, he’s an ass.
The un-suck part, though, is that HIS boss likes Lisa, and thinks the baby is cute as a button, so it winds up almost neutral.
But yeah, as a general rule, Mondays suck.