It was raining when I left for work this morning, and it's still raining this afternoon. I've about had enough of this. I wore my ugly Crocs to work because they're my most comfortable shoes for standing on my feet all day, and I wore socks with them because it's cold and my workroom is unheated. (So attractive and fashionable.) Naturally, in all the rain, my feet got wet and those hole-y socks did little to keep the water out, so I sloshed around in wet socks all day, part of the reason for my exceedingly foul mood.
My job sucks.
The 2015 files - or, rather, most of them - went into the cabinets today, and the 2016 files, which were in alphabetical order, are ready to be put in numerical order. In sorting them by months, I discovered a whole pile of files that had no numbers on them. Makes me want to choke somebody. I brought them home and intend to work on them tomorrow, where it'll be warm and dry.
I need to retire.
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