the letdown

i hate the first day back to work after vacation, i always feel like i'm walking into hell. like i'm walking backwards into the same shit that i was trying to walk out of when i left for vacation.

today there were 32 emails and 22 phone messages waiting for me. there was also a line of people waiting to talk to me and inform me of what they needed from me, the minute i walked into the office. so many people pulling in so many different directions all at once...and i just wanted to tell them all to "fuck off please so i can have five minutes to get thru my email and phone messages!"

i think the icing on the cake for me was when i got not one, but two phone calls from the same person...the first was a message left on my voicemail when i left my desk for five minutes to take a piss. apparently the issue was so important and i was taking too long in returning the call because i then got a second call, which i picked up. the major coo, that couldn't wait, was over coffee. yes coffee. fucking coffee. i was so dumbfounded and awestruck at the monumental stupidity that an issue was being created over coffee, that i sat on my end of the line with mouth gapping, unable to utter a word in response. it was all i could do to not say "fuck off please so i can have five minutes to get thru my email and phone messages because i promise you there are more important things in this world than who the fuck makes the fucking coffee!"

i think not giving a shit right now makes me even more cranky...but seriously, do i need to take time out of my first day back from vacation to deal with coffee? seriously? fucking coffee?

i hate the first day back to work after vacation...it's always such a letdown.