ugh, Mondays

So I woke up early this morning and didn't have to take MJ to daycare (he stayed home with Daddy) so I got to work early!!

I was thoroughly excited. Mondays are payroll day and guys who are paid by commission are HUNGRY on Mondays, and not for breakfast tacos. I had to fix about 20 people's timeclocks which took about half an hour!- They "forget" to punch in and out and then "forget" to tell me about it and just let me find out about it on Monday mornings. :/ Payroll has to be uploaded by 10am and fixing the time only delays the real "flagging". Needless to say, a type-A personality control-freak like myself wasn't having a pleasant morning. Luckily, I am a bad-ass and handled my biz-nass.

Later, I was typing my presentation for our city wide Office Manager's meeting tomorrow and was having a hell of a time getting my thoughts into words that would make sense to normal people. All the while having to answer phones and help people out. I really debating closing my office door and putting a sign on it that read "If you're name isn't Shayla Whatley, leave me the hell alone". I decided against it because my CM, Robert, left early for his son's football game and I was manager on duty. It's frowned upon to be too much of a bitch.

THEN.... Right before I was leaving this jack-ass customer came in complaining. Generally, I'm great with the customer service, but this guy was totally un-reasonable. Last week, he called his Service Advisor a fag and a punk and told him he was going to take him to "fist city"... YES, he actually said that. Well, I got the brunt of his douchy-ness today... He was picking up his car (excuse me, his girl-friend's car... which doesn't own and isn't even on the insurance for) and accused me personally of stealing his spare tire lock on his F-350 dulley... Yes, people, I have SO much use for that, right? I of course apologized to him that it was mis-placed but assured him I did not take it. After further inspection, it was in his glove box... He then proceeded to cuss me out and tell me I'm (and I'm quoting) a lying bitch. UMMMMMM, REALLY????

Here's where my day turned positive... I had a great visit with my grandma who gave me savings bonds my great-grandmother had given me for birthday presents until I was 18. WHOO HOOO! I can add that to my Christmas present fund and maybe afford to buy my hubby something nice.

I then came home to my two favorite people and was greeted by my son screaming "Hi Mommy!!!". I'm now enjoying my 2nd glass of wine and watching Monday Night Football.

I guess the moral of this story is that you gotta take the bad with the good. And the good is SOOOO worth the douche-lord I encountered today. :)

I am off to spend some more time with my family and enjoy the good part of my life.