I. Hate. Everyone. Here.

What the fuck?

ALL I wanted to do was take today off.
I'm a woman on the motherfucking edge.

But I can't take a full day...so I compromise and say that I'll take a half day.

I tell the appropriate people that I want to leave at 1:30.
I get the work done. I just have ONE fucking question to ask and I could package up the whole fucking job.
but no. Both people who could have answered by question were at lunch.
it's now 1 pm.

So I wait.
They come back.
I ask my question.
They give me an answer.
It's now 2 pm.
But I need someone else to say okay to their suggested change.

Guess where that person is at.
At MOTHERFUCKING lunch.

I haven't even taken lunch.
I need to get the fuck out of here.

I wouldn't be so stressed if I wasn't trying to meet someone for a 3 pm appointment at the gym, followed by meeting someone for drinks. I don't want to do any of it now. fuck everyone.

hmmmm...maybe I do need a drink.