rawr

I'm so annoyed at work today. I know I always say that, but today is especially annoying.

People keep talking to me like it's my first day. They explain things I've been doing for 9 months. They are very clear and enunciating, because I am a retarded 5 year old. They ask me to print out things they could easily print out themselves. I know they could do it because they tell me how, step by step, while they hover over me, watching me do it.

Ten people give me things at the same time, cluttering my desk (which stresses me out so I can't work) and saying things like "He got back to me on this, so can you put this with the other one?" So I say things like this: WTF are you talking about? Who is "he?" What is "this?" Which "other one?"

Then they explain what they are doing, step by step, because I am their babysitter. "I'm going to print this out and run it by Jugga, and then when Smimpy gets in I'll give it to her." Fine. None of that has anything to do with me. Do whatever you want. I don't give a flying rat's butt.

Everyone is doing all of these things. It's not just one person treating me like a baby and another like their superior. That's why I'm so confused and annoyed. Do they not know how to talk to me? Maybe it's my outfit. Black shirt with white spots, white headband with black spots. I've discovered a new way of brain scrambling mind control; now if only I could harness it and use it for good (or evil).

OK, I can see that my writing therapy has helped. I've moved from annoyed to insane. I will stop this and start another one later in which I can expand on the mind control and allow my full insanity to show itself.