So there's this woman at my job, she's one of my mentors--she is pretty intimidating, like maybe she has a lot of brothers or something. She works really hard and is pretty much always in control of any situation. I really don't know her very well, but I'm pretty sure she could beat me at just about anything, including thumb wrestling.
And there's me, in the midst of an actually serious and real-life crisis this is NOT the first day of the rest of my life I cannot do this job. Inappropriately falling back on humor as usual ha ha. It's 4:30 on Friday what am I still doing here hasn't anyone left yet? And my 3:30 meeting has just ended and I print a grant out that will be good "background" for me to continue to miserablize myself with even more work and I run into her at the printer. And I'm all, see I printed it out (it is worth noting here that I did NOT promise to read it over the weekend, but was a cheap way to look like a TEAM PLAYER whose biggest weakness is that she WORKS TOO MUCH.) Anyway, I'm all, I printed it! Do I get a gold star? And she's all, yes, but I never got gold stars as a child for having a clean room and my sister always got lots of gold stars. And I'm all, ha ha, have a nice weekend.
And she's all, and now I don't tolerate mess in the house and my husband wishes I was more like my childhood messy room self.
And I'm all--you know, to the person who is practically my BOSS, who I don't KNOW very well, who may actually be my exact opposite, and who has never before experienced my pathetic attempts at sparkling wit--I'm all, that sounds like one for the therapist.