I refuse to be sick in January. I think Mother Nature heard me say that or saw me type it or something. Perhaps she read my mind and is trying to keep me sick. I don't know. I really hate being sick. I even bought orange juice to have vitamin c kill whatever is trying to survive.
I had Monday and Tuesday off, so I only have a three day week but it seems to be much worse than a full five. November is the busiest month for our office. I just think it's insane about how people can be so needy. They call 5 or 6 times a day all week long. We had someone call yesterday and leave a voice mail and in the message they told the agent that she didn't have to call back. That person called in today bitching because the agent didn't call him back. Whatever.
Walking into work caused me to have chest pains this morning. I'm not even 30 and I'm having chest pains walking into the office. I swear the place is covered in a big black cloud full of gremlins who are just waiting to ruin our day. On top of that it's cursed. I've got to get my resume out.
I'm in my fourth week of courses starting today. I don't have any assignments due until tomorrow but I want to start working on them anyway. The problem is that I am exhausted. I think I might take a couple of advil to help take away the pressure on my sinuses and see if it helps.
Well, Velvet is requiring that I use both hands to pet her. I must go and obey,,, Laters.
