Was I Dick Cheney in a past life?

So is it a bad thing when someone comes up to you, and says very seriously, "Oh you're in a chipper mood today, that's weird." What? Am I really in a constant state of hate? I didn't realize that I was the resident scrooge. I didn't realize that work was supposed to make me all happy and cheerful, oops my bad. I'm sorry that I'm not the nicest of all people when I'm around, maybe it's because you like to talk shit and start more shit, and well I don't feel this big urge to give you a huge ass fake hug. Next time I'll attack you with one, and maybe I'll make you a balloon animal while I'm at it. Any requests? Would a slobbery kiss on the cheek be over doing it? I do smile, you just have to give me a good reason too. Other's are just better at it, and well you just suck I guess.

So I'll admit, I have my good days and my bad days. But doesn't everyone? Work isn't exactly the place where I feel I am the happiest, but really does anyone find their job this place of happiness and peace? There are some people that I like and respect so I'm nice to them, and then their are others I could really care two shits about and don't care how I treat them, because well they do the same to me. Why should I treat them any differently? I pick and choose who I like, so don't get all personal if I don't crack you a smile every five seconds.

Sorry for the tiny rant, but us angry people need to vent. Other than this comment, my day was actually quite good. I got to work, and was like great, this is going to be one shitty day. But surprisingly I was wrong, and things went pretty well. Well except for the bitchy lady who had something to complain about every 5 minutes. And I bet it didn't help that I almost launched a cup of ice on her. This is actually a pretty funny story. I actually tripped and well the cup when flying out of my hand and across the lobby. She just happened to be walking around the corner right about the time this happened with yet another complaint. I felt bad, and her expression was priceless. She brought her hand to her face, and was like "OHHH!" and just stood there. There are some days where you wish that could have hit a customer...oh well I guess I should have better timing and aim. I'll keep practicing.

Well this angry one shall depart...I have things to burn and destroy...toot-a-loo...

*I am Dick Cheney and I approve this message.*