WORK AND STUFF HAVING TO DO WITH BEING A GROWN-UP

I've been working a lot lately, and by a lot, I mean full-time. I'm feeling a little burned out, but in a week and a half I'll be out of town, so I'm looking forward to then.

I like people. I really do. But when three long days worth of my work is rendered useless because someone forgot to tell me something, I start liking people a teensy bit less. 

So I'm sitting at work, derping around on a project that my boss told me was pretty urgent, and I finish it after working on it almost all week. One of my coworkers is more experienced than I am, so I asked her to look it over. After a minute, she says something I completely dreaded.

I was frozen in place for what felt like an eternity. In reality it was actually just a couple of seconds, but I, being the dramatic little shit that I am, had a thought process that could rival the Battle of Helm's Deep in its intensity.

That's about how it went.

Finished repairing the work in a couple of hours.

This is me now:

xoxo