My sister sent me an email this afternoon:
Do LOTS of chocolate coated raisins make you hyper and hostiler during PMS??
I feel like a ticking time bomb.
I worry about the people around me.
This woman came to me and said "The chair you are using has "Optics"
written on it, so its ours" (merely-doing-her-job tone)
And I said "So you're going to take my chair?" (Do-you-know-how-ridiculous-you-sound? tone)
But it ended well, she said "You can use it now but we'll need it in a few days."
I said "Okay" but changed my chair anyway.
We are friends now. We exchanged chairs.
I've lost it.
La Sorella (Name changed to protect sanity(?))