Bad Day at the Office
Was in a HIDEOUS mood today. Came precariously close to negatively gender stereotyping myself in my boss’ office today by having a mini-tantrum about — oh, who knows what — that almost but not quite ended in tears (tears of rage, which is my specialty, versus tears of sorrow) before I caught myself, apologized, and swiftly got my s**t together so I could have a rational conversation with the man who signs my paycheck.
And then…an email from my wildly cool sister Sofia who I miss so much it makes my brain hurt — she’s the one who lives in Hawaii which is WAY too far away. And this blog post and video which I am about to share with you completely…well, almost…reversed my evil reptilian misanthropic mood.
What do you get when you cross musical theater with a mall food court? Nirvana, my friends, nirvana. Check out the attached from improveverywhere and try not to laugh. And of course Professional Me — now that she’s over her psychotic break — is trying to figure out how to co-opt this idea for a client. I have no shame.
Thank you little sister. You saved my damned day.
Oh, and P.S. to everyone else…thoughts on expressing shall we say intense emotion at the office — ever appropriate? Would love to know especially from my working sisters if those pesky tear ducts have ever gotten you in trouble.