I am afraid that I got kind of snotty about it. A 10 hour day is bad enough. A 10 hour day busting ass is horrid. I hadn't brought lunch because we never work that late, and when we do, the store generally sends out for pizza. I drove home. I had a call that I had to make. I grabbed a sandwich and vented my spleen to Tim, and then headed back out the door and went back to work. I apologized to Ryan, the freight team leader . I can be ornery when provoked, and the whole thing was not his idea, to be sure.
In any case, I came home hungry and tired, and put in several hours of studying, and still feel dumb. I was saved by little snippets of entertainment over at BB's comment section, a words of wisdom from Kelly and a invitation to go to Pumpkin Town with my nephews and sister in law. Thanks everyone. You saved the day.
But parts of it still sucked.