cry baby

Today I cried at work. I hate when I do that shit. Seriously. I can't control it, I have inappropriate emotions. I was mad, furious and yet instead of acting like it and getting that mean flash in my eye I get tears and a choked up feeling in my throat.

I come off looking weak. I was trying make my point about a promotion I didn't get because our NEW boss comes in and decides to promote someone who works ONE MEASELY DAY A WEEK to be my new lead. WELL, I DON'T THINK SO! Not with out some resistance from me. I talked it out with my boss and we came to some sort of agreement, but in my head I had already decided to take the childish route and NOT help out this other person with anything. He doesn't know any of the procedures and I'm not going to help him. I'll just hand him the 3" thick manual on trouble shooting and walk away with my nose in the air. I don't want to be mean to him, but I'm not really feeling like being too nice either.

fuckers.

And to top it all off he threw the fact that I know about his SEXUAL life because he's dating Kevin, who is one of my best friends who just can't keep a secret. So what could I say back?

And now my two adorably sweet room mates want me to go out with them to the Zeitgeist, this awesome bar with like 50 picnic tables out back and cheap pitchers of beer and other stuff... but for some reason I'm feeling like shit and dragging my feet about it. I just got home, and now they want to rush me off. I'll have to finish my thought on this later. I have a beer to drink before we go out and a shower to take.