I have to rant for a minute or two...

I came into work Monday morning and walked into my office, put my shit on my desk and then said Good Morning to Dave, which is what I always do. I barely got a response from him, so I figured he had a spat with the wife and was in a pissy mood. He didn't talk to me all day, except for when he had to. Tuesday when I came into my office he wasn't here, he was upstairs at the counter shooting the shit with the guys. He came down about an hour and a half later but still didn't talk to me all day. No big deal. Well, since I haven't seen him but for a total of maybe 2 minutes all day today, and he's still not talking me, I figure when he gets over whatever the hell it is that's making him a grouchy bastard...I won't be talking to him. Stupid, I know...but such is my life working with a bunch of immature assholes. I've always been one to confront someone I have an issue with as it's the easiest and least stressful way to get over it!

At any rate, I'll expect him to not talk to me for the rest of the week. He's been upstairs at the counter for 5 hours now, not doing a damn thing while I've been busting my ass to keep this damn department running. The little shit can't even make a phone call and schedule a pick up...even though he's the scheduler! I could choke him. But I won't...Instead, I'll wait until Monday, when I walk into the office and he says Good Morning...because my reply will be "Fuck you too, Dave!"

That's all for now...I know I sound miserable, but in actuality, I'm sitting here listening to The Red Hot Chili Peppers...in peace for once. And I kind of like it! I wish it were this quiet everyday around this psycho place!