I got called out by a coworker for being more of a sarcastic bitch than usual.
“I’m too tired, grumpy, and hurty to care” I shot back in an email without thinking.
“Hurty? What hurty?” was the reply.
“Arthritis.” I sniped. One word email. Supposed to stop the damn questions.
“You’re not supposed to be 28 with arthritis!” the coworker replied. “What’s up there?”
Mmm, yes. Let me tell my joints that.
Interesting. Their reply was, “What’s your damn point?” And then my spine made crunchy noises and my ankle tried to give out on me when I stood up to go to the copier, but I outsmarted it.
Today is not a good day.