Broken glass sends shivers down my bottle

People are stupid

Woman just calls (just a refresher for the fans, it is 12:10 AM!)
"Is (name of her therapist) there?"
"I'm sorry, mental health is closed"
"Oh, I thought they were open 24 hours"
"No, they open at 8am" I go on to see if she is having an emergency
"Thanks, I'll try back later"

Do people honestly think their therapist would be at work at 12:10AM? Two words: Reality Therapy (not really in the way Ellis uses it, mind you. But it's the right sentiment)

As soon as my decongestant kicks in, I'm off to bed.

P.S. Reading my comments on the previous post, I realize that I may have suggested that I was in a porn. EWWWWWWW. Of course, since I wrote that post in a self-medicated haze (I've been combining decongestant with my leftover pain meds from the recent dental work for maximum effect) I have no idea what I really wanted to say.

Carol tells me this morning that she spoke with Al yesterday about my volunteering with Foster Care eight hours a week, and he gave the go ahead for it.

So does that mean I didn't get the promotion? They seem to be mutually exclusive possibilties.
What a shitty way to start a day

Kathy Tarrant got the job. Who can compete with that? She started the effin' crisis line, and it was run out of her house for years! Listening Ear is the place for retiring human service professionals.

Not that I'm not hurt; I would have done a great job. It just hurts less knowing that the person who got the job is a qualified applicant (unlike certain other people, COUGHginnyCOUGH)