Piss and Shit

I'm just going to make this a running post.  Noting shit as I go through the day.

So far this day has been stupid.  I got up at 11:40, put on my wraps and gloves and made an attempt at working out.  I was going to do it last night but I went to bed early.
I barely got my heart rate up and didn't even break a sweat before I just felt like quitting.  Usually I work through that feeling, but I've been depressed all week and it just wasn't happening for me.  Also my back and shoulder hurt from falling asleep on the couch and I could barely throw a punch.  I opted for some half assed stretching, then just laid on the floor until 12:40.  I got in the shower, laid around some more after, and left for work late.
I'm sure this depressed and lethargic feeling is because I haven't had my estrogen or thyroid in a couple of weeks.  I finally got them called in and just took my thyroid.  Estrogen should be ready tomorrow.

Everything at work is pissing me off.  EVERYTHING.  Walking in the door I automatically felt mad.  I wish I had some booze.
I checked my email and saw this stupid new procedure we're all supposed to follow, saying something like, "it's absolutely imperative that troubleshooting done through the chat client is now copied and pasted in your tickets."
What the fuck for???  We're here for 2 more months, and the Arkansas guys barely put any notes in their tickets.  This is just pointless fucking busy work so Julie (my supervisor) can look like she's actually doing something productive.  Plus, I always swear in chat and bad mouth the company and our products.  Now I can't and that irritates me.

A little later on I hear Drew, one of the other techs and the most manipulative bully I've ever met, telling one of the senior techs that a customer's service won't work because there are loads on the pair.  (That's just DSL talk, so nevermind what it means).  Drew just kept going on and on about what needed fixed in the field.  I kept thinking, "you have no idea you stupid fucker, when have you ever done install-repair shit?"
Eventually my other supervisor, Dan, told Drew that's not at all how it worked.  Dan used to be a local area manager and handled all the IR stuff.  Drew goes, "oh, well, I didn't know that."
THAT'S RIGHT YOU INSUFFERABLE OAF, YOU DIDN'T KNOW, SO KEEP YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH SHUT.

Then Julie comes over to my desk to ask me if I'm attending the 2 day resume seminar.  I looked at her and said, "whatever, no, I'm not.  I don't need you or this place to tell me how to do a resume."  And I don't.  That's what my older sister is for.  She's better and more helpful than anyone else, and she knows me.
So EAT SHIT Windstream.

After that I got a call from this lady named Sheryl that's in charge of some resale service we have in Montezuma.  None of those customers are in our ticketing system and we don't have access to any of their equipment, so I had sent a message to the engineers upstairs through chat.  Drew saw my chat and comes over and says, "Sheryl should be able to help you with any Montezuma problems."  So I say "yeah, I know, I'm on the phone with her."  Then he says, "she should have all the shelf and port information in front of her if you need that stuff."  So again, I'm like, "yeah, I know, the port isn't the issue."  Like a jackass, he keeps pushing, and says "well what is the problems then?"  Finally I just muted my phone and said "do you know how to fucking butt out???"  He waddled back over to his cubicle and left me alone after that.  Moron. Stay the fuck away from me.