Hey Everybody! It's whispering time again!

Bleh's daughter is upset about something. She's been in and out of the office all day, so has The Son. Daughter huffed off to the bathroom, then went to the water cooler when she came out. Bleh went over to her, bent down, and asked her in a loud whisper, "What's the matter?"

Whispering AND Bleh's big ass in the air. Geez, whatever did I do to deserve all this?

Now Bleh and The Daughter are leaving the office to go chat about their feelings or something. Jesus! Why aren't the kids over at The Husband's office today?

I just can't win

Now that the kibosh has been put on the phone calls Bleh has been emailing at an enormous rate. I guess the click click click of keys is preferable to her cracking voice.

She's taken the whole "your behavior is unprofessional" thing pretty hard. I almost feel sorry for her. She must think everyone is against her. I can't blame her; were I that self-centered I'd probably be "depressed" and feeling outcast too.

She and I have been exceptionally civil these past 10 days; however, that hasn't stopped her from pouting. A lot. Why do I always get stuck with the drama queens?

Dear gods. I'm going to need therapy.