On another not pleasant note, I am in a foul mood today. And it seems I may be prone to bursting into tears for no reason. I mean, like every song on my NSYNC CD made me cry. And people (and when I say people, I mean one person in particular) at work are just working my last nerve. I'm a proofreader. My job is to catch mistakes before the documents are sent out to the customers. And I think I'm good at it. But when I hand a document back with about 20 spacing errors (i.e.: spaces before commas instead of after) and she says, "Well, go ask so-and-so if I'm supposed to fix those or just leave them," I want to tear my hair out. I'm like, what do you think I check the document for? Do you know how stupid our company would look if they sent a document like that to a customer? And these are legal documents like mortgages and such. This is the woman that was proofreading before I got here and who trained me. I don't know how she ever got the job.
Also, I am so stuck on the Joey mood theme. I cannot find pictures for some of the moods. What the hell does quixotic look like anyway? If you want to see what I've got so far it's here. I think I got the link right. And, please, if you have any ideas for the one left send me pictures. I think I'm going to go crazy looking.
