Sickness....

Blahhh, I'm sick and it's only Thursday. On top of that, I have class tonight with "the asshole" teacher. Greatttt. *Newsflash* I'm not the most pleasant motha-fucka when I'm sick ~ Matter of fact, I can be a downright bitch. I stayed home sick yesterday which by about 2:0o pm, I was like what-the-fuck-did-I-stay-home-for? My coordinator took the day off, which I forgot, so my cell phone was seriously ringing like I worked for a phone-sex line or some shit. E went to school in the morning, but kept calling to check on me, and everytime he called the house phone, my cell phone would ring about 2 seconds later, and I wasn't in bed, I was downstairs, connected to my telecommute (so I can work from home) sending e-mails or checking on some other bullshit. By the 3rd time he called he was like, "why the fuck are you home if you're gonna work all day?" Good Point. So I went and took a nap for a few hours and turned my phone off. I turned it back on at about 5:30, to about 6 messages. What the hell~~ didn't you people get it when I changed my voice mail to say I'm home sick??? Couldn't you hear the sickness in my voice??? HELLO?? Anyone?? Bueller??? Damnit!

I came back to work today although I really should have stayed my black ass at home. I still feel like shit. My throat hurts like a motha and I can't stop coughing. But as soon as I walk in the door, I'm pulled in 50 different directions, plus I had 3 clients to go visit and a lunch appointment. My lunch appointment was with C ~ I finally got to see that sweet little baby, and he is so precious! Looks JUST like her husband. But I couldn't hold him cuz I didn't want little L to get sick, plus he slept the whole time. All I did was bitch about work to her. She's so great to talk to!

To top it all off, they hired this temp girl a few weeks ago, and the heffa made a comment today that kinda irked my nerves. She walks by me and goes "Did you get your hair cut?" "No" I respond, and she says "Oh, it looks cute today" and walks the fuck off. Umm, cute TODAY?? Que Pasa? I know she ain't tryin' to say my shit looks fucked up every other day except today!!! Hmmph! Plus she has the ultra annoying habit of singing at her desk and she sits like kitty-corner to me. You wanna talk about irritating? When I'm trying to work, I'ma need some quiet, I don't feel like hearing your motha-fuckin melodies! I'm about to go postal up in this bitch!