You know those mornings that start off great? I don’t mean you roll out of bed with little birds warbling joyous songs or you feel elated to be alive. I’m talking about those mornings where you’re glad to go to work to see people you like, people who are good for and to you and make you glad to show up for work every day.
I had one of those mornings.
And then it went to shit.
I work for the city and there is strong talk about laying 50 people off. I’m so low on the totem pole that by the time they got around to laying me off the whole library would be fucked. They’d start with management and then the people who haven’t been there all that long. So it was a good morning and then it turned into anxious shit pie freak out time.
But I’m still glad to have a job for now and to go to work each morning to play with my friends. I mean work, responsible adult obligations kind of work.