It started this afternoon...

... about 6pm, I was driving over to my friend Kevin's house. It was creeping up from behind and I could feel it, I wanted to deny it was there but I couldn't.

It was the stress and anxiety of going back to work tomorrow. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!







I have discovered the major problem with my life, MY JOB. I just want to crawl under the blankets and not come out, I don't want to go to work tomorrow.

Reason being:

#1 My boss is on vacation and when she's gone everyone walks all over Leanna and Becky and gets up whenever they want and it causes the rest of us to get overloaded with calls.


#2 Everyone calls in on Monday's - which means that the rest of us are stuck taking all of the calls.

#3 All the calls - up to 10 in que while everyone else is on a call. WTF people sit in your fucking seat and taking a call!!!!

#4 Idiots on the phone - no one knows what the fuck they are doing when then call? Know what the hell you want when you call!!!

#5 I don't get paid enough for this shit! I can't afford a psychiatrist on this shit pay.