apply kung-fu liberally as needed

I have been in a completely bratty mood lately.

I left work without saying goodbye to anyone on Friday. The clock hit 5, I grabbed my purse, and I walked out to my car. I was sick of being there.
And that is odd because I actually do like my job a lot. I've just been easily annoyed. I'm sick of doing things for people when they could do them themselves. I guess that is my job; I am the peon, afterall. It's not even the "look this up for me" or the "fax this for me" things. It is the "call everyone and tell them this..." Why don't you? Can't you see that my desk is covered in files that I am trying to finish up before the weekend? I am busy doing something! Don't tell me to do it when you are the one who set up the dang appointment and are now just walking around the office. If you want them to know right now then tell them your dang self. I didn't forget you want me to do it, I have the sticky note reminding me to make the memo right on my monitor. I just have been busy.
I get to the office early and I leave late. I'm obviously trying to accomplish something. Your little projects for me are obviously not the only things I have to work on.
I didn't get the paper ordered in time. We ran out of legal size yesterday. It is ordered and was supposed to be there by Friday morning, but wasn't. Yes, my fault, I understand. But announcing to our manager, "I told her last week to get it ordered!" is not helpful for anyone. But come on, we ran out at 4 p.m. on Friday. I was pretty dang close to being OK.

I just felt like everyone was picking on me or annoyed at me for something. I had to get out of there.

I didn't get one of my files done yesterday. I am going to hear it on Monday, most definitely. But lets look at this: I did get 4 files done. But of course that will not mean anything to the one person I didn't get done. I hate the snide comments. And I hate feeling pressure to feel bad for not getting something done. Heck, I am trying! I was offered the dang job, I didn't look for it; I'm not going into it knowing what I am doing!!!

I hate hate (hate, hate) when people go over my head with a grievance about me. Not just at this office, but everywhere. When working with the debate team I got my boss called THREE DANG TIMES with something that should have been brought to me. You are more likely to get me to change something I am doing if you talk to me about it rather than going over me. I always hated that when I was younger; Meridith would tell my mom something that was between her and me. It was not my mothers business if I owed Meridith a few dollars. I am more likely to expedite the payback if a third party is NOT brought in.

Ha! Some people thought that because I am always giggly I must always be happy. Well...hate to burst the bubble and all...