I am cracking...

Under the pressure.... Work is insane...I walk away from my desk on a mission, on the way I am stop, sidetracked and harassed to the point I cant remember why I walked out of my office in the first place... So far today, I thought I wanted to get a drink only to remember when I started to drink my water, I really left my office to pee.... dashing in heels is never advisable.... but I made it in the nick of time...

My staff loves it when I start to act loopy, they take advantage and do their best to make me crazier (if that is even possible)

Yesterday, the girls in the billing department were after me about something and I told them to "watch it, I am wearing my push up bra today, and if one of these puppy's blows, someone is going down" they couldn't stop laughing and a get away opportunity presented itself and I took it. I actually considered hiding under my desk, unfortunately the dress I was wearing wouldn't accommodate me sitting Indian style....

Today, the front desk just cant get enough of my opinion, and they know it.... So finally, I was asked one question tooo many, number 1001... I started to laugh, I couldn't stop, they started to laugh.... then and obnoxious salesman calls... Will not take "no" for an answer, so I ask him if he wants a consultation for "hemorrhoid surgery", he said "no", and I said well I don't need what your selling either.... CLICK....there was dead silence in the office, then all hell broke loose....Now, I cant get them to stop laughing... I think they are broken.... OPPS

OK, Ive gone around the bend.....

I have random thoughts running amuck through my head....

Why are smurfs blue?

Why is the break on the left and gas pedal on the right?

How does a left handed person feel about that?

I am still trying to find out what it means if your fortune cookie, doesn't have a fortune in it?

Help...Help....Can anyone out there hear me???????