Beverage: Chardonnay spritzer
Toast: to free time and free minds
I have been a crabby bastard lately. I've had some physical complains- like a sore back, but I think that comes from the work stress that's at the root of my ill humor.
One of my colleagues gently teased me about my abrupt attitude after a recent project meeting. I didn't know who amongst a group of five people could make a decision so I said something like "ok, marketing- can you decide this?" Innocently intended, but from a crabby guy it might have come out cold. I know these people after all.
Point taken.
This was earlier in the week. We were chatting on Instant Message today and she made a joke about the matter again. Of course I expressed how I hoped no one had taken it negatively. Her response was to send me an animated gif of my head in a Mexican wrestling mask bouncing around.
What what?
Joel bought me a wrestling mask at a gas station in Detroit a few years ago. I wore it for Halloween in the California field office. My wrestling name was el Oro Bastardo: the Gold Bastard. Someone there smartly took a photo of that bastard. It has come back to haunt me a number of times since. The dancing head gif being the latest.
Today I laughed it off. It helped me take a step backward up and out of the stress. There's no profit in fighting or being a cranky bastard. Now it's time to try a beat the dog days heat with a light drink and prepare for the weekend.
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