I have been in a sour mood today. I got into this funk yesterday just before the Super Bowl. It grew inside as the game went on. It did not improve after I left the bar even though I did pretty well in the pools. It festered overnight and has reached its peak today.
All because I had to work today because my boss would not give me the day off. It pisses me off two ways. First I have a bazillion vacation days to work with. I could take a month off if I wanted. I could just about take 2 months off. I don’t usually use up all of my days in a given year, though I am pressed to do so.
Now that I try to take a day off my boss wouldn’t let me. I think it is because his boss has taken some of his scheduled days away. Now he is taking it out on those he supervises. And that is where this pissy mood continues to plague my day.
I haven’t worked the day after the Super Bowl in at least 10 years. I recall driving to work years ago after the big game, still feeling intoxicate and just about getting into an accident. I vowed to not let that happen again. So I did not drink as much yesterday knowing how painful the day after could be when the alarm goes off at 5:30. Sure I hit the snooze button half a dozen times but I still was out of the house by 7:30.
So I have sat here at work in a funk, brooding about being here. Just so I could finish some crappy reports that could have waited another day. Just so I could attend 2 bullshit meetings. Just because if my boss can’t have his days off then no one will. I should be off with a friend enjoying some wings at BW3 instead of gagging as the smell of the cream of broccoli soup.
I had myself a great weekend too. I had some awesome beer on Friday night. Flying Dog Gonzo Imperial Porter and the Tyranena The Devil Made Me Do It! Imperial Oatmeal Coffee Porter. Both were velvety smooth with a nice coffee taste. They were so good that I wished I had some at home to drink on Saturday morning instead of coffee. If you see them on tap or in the cooler, I highly suggest you try one.
On Saturday, I caught the UFC fights with a buddy and had a good night. The Super Bowl was all it was meant to be and was a good time. I had my furniture delivered and have become the envy of all my friends. And I reconnected with an old friend.
I shouldn’t have such a bad attitude right now but I do. Hopefully I can shake it off on the ride home because I am getting sick of it myself.