I had a meeting this morning with people in Norway and France. On the phone. It was a little harsh and I’m kind of surprised I’m not bleeding somewhere.
Yesterday was a little rough too, but luckily when I threatened the guy down the hall that if he didn’t lend me fifty cents to buy a diet Dr. Pepper that I would shoot people, he ponied up the money right away. Good thing too, because I didn’t want to have to go through the whole buying a gun, waiting three days, coming back to shoot people – it just wasn’t a really strong plan to begin with.
At this point I kind of just want to go home and play ball with someone even if they don't understand they're supposed to toss the ball back in the general direction of the person they're playing with.