Bitching about Work

Today really sucked. First off, I forgot my lunch after I ate breakfast. I think me eating breakfast threw me off enough so that I forgot to grab my lunchbox. So by the time I got to work, I was already annoyed. There weren't too many boxes there, but of course, the people that bring stuff brought a crapload. I wanted to punch the lady that brought in the stuff. She kept making stupid jokes and shit. Then she started telling me to just work and crap. Like, talking down to me. There was a ton of stuff there. Almost as much as yesterday. Only today, no one helped me because we had more people and Kristin wasn't there, and I think she's really the only one that seems to care. So I was feeling pretty crappy, and then my mother brought my lunch. That was probably the worst part of the day. So then I did some more work, and I was feeling a bit better after lunch. So the day is over, and I want to do something, but that doesn't seem to be working out. Fark it all.