Today was a terrible day. It went from bad, to worse.
Me: I just got screamed at by a client on the phone. It wasn’t even my client.
S: Nooo, was she old?
S: Was she Ugly?
S: Was she single?
Me: No… I think she had a kid.
S: It’s always those people that scream – the old, ugly, and miserable ones.
[My friend S is totally awesome]
I would be lying if I said that entire situation didn’t bother me. I stayed totally calm while my face turned a glaring shade of red, but I did leave completely flustered and pissed off. I felt like I was being bullied, and nobody likes that. At the end of the day, what matters is that 1. It wasn’t my fault, and 2. I am not an ugly self loathing screamer.
I didn’t want to let this wench ruin my day – I mean, WTF?! My day was a complete disaster from start to finish, so I thought: why not try out my running gloves and run outside for a change since it’s still light out… you know get some cold fresh air? So I did (3.21 miles in 30:50). The gloves are awesome, but the run was not so much. My hamstring was bothering me, I swear, everyday is a new freaking ache or pain. I’m glad that I squeezed in a workout, but I’m not glad that it didn’t help me feel any better. As I sit here and type – I eat brownie bites (these bad boys are not carb free). I really just need to go to bed now so that tomorrow I can dive right back into this shit show with smaller circles under my eyes.