I feel very irritated today. I don't want to be at work. I woke up early this morning and enjoyed the stillness--until the cacophony of police sirens and ambulance wails disenchanted that reverie. I should have known it would set the tone of the rest of the day.

I came to work, expecting a good day--it's Friday, payroll day, so it's usually not too bad, just hectic--but to my surprise had a customer banging on the door at 8:01. And wanted somebody signed up. Now. I didn't find myself feeling nice or cheerful, but did my job and got the champion worker they found ready to go. For the first half of the time the employee was here, so was his boss--looming in the corner, staring. Apparently he wasn't aware that I was the Evil Eye staredown champion of 2004. He left after a half hour, and sat in his truck. His diesel truck. With the motor running. It had been running since he got there, before 8:00. He sat out there, letting it run, for a total of an hour and a half. I wanted to smack him with my desk organizer.

Now my co-worker has left to go to the doctor (please let him release her to a full day's work!!!), and my other co-worker is not helping me with payroll, because she is doing an assignment. Convenient. She really is working, but it just leaves everything else for me to do. It gets tiring.

At least it's Friday, right?

Being the office's Project Person gets really old. I wish I could be irresponsible. I think it'd be fun.

EDIT: Maybe I'm just hungry lol