"I find this extremely hard to believe!" said my wonderful co-worker.

This morning I got blasted on the phone by a plumber who has dilberately chosen to not comprehend our rules and guidelines.  Not only do they not comprehend said rules, they choose to do things their own way and when that doesn’t jive with our rules, they get mad.  Piping mad!  I picture them with steam blazing out their ears! 

Today was such a moment. 

Lucky for me the 2 other gals in the office were out.  One sick and one taking time off to do some sorting and cleaning.

Said non-rule-abider called in.  When I explained that what she wanted would cost her an extra hundred bucks, she became belligerent and began yelling.  She found me completely rude and unhelpful and then proceeded to tell me how Tooth-tape-ripper was much more delightful and how she wised Tooth-tape-ripper was in the office today and not home barfing.  (“And not home barfing” added by me because that’s where and why Tooth-tape-ripper is not in today.)

In the middle of her screaming, I put her on speaker phone.  Why should I be the only one to hear this wonderful rant?  Why not share the “love” with my other co-workers?  I mean, if you are going to be crazy, you need to know that I am going to publicly display your antics for my whole department to hear.

When she paused to breathe, I kindly informed her that I would be transferring her to someone else.  *Amen!*

She, then, proceeded to tell the transferred-to-person how extremely rude I always (ALWAYS) am and how much she loves talking to Tooth-tape-ripper…  My co-worker said outloud, “I find this extremely hard to believe!” 

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my co-workers!!!!????

Who in their right mind would prefer Tooth-tape-ripper over yours truly? 

This whole ordeal felt like one of those out-of-body experiences.  You know the ones you see in movies where they show a holographic version of the character hovering over herself (himself) and watching the scene unfold.  It was like that…except it was the REAL me stuck listening to this real ranter.

Thankfully my day began with a gift card-purchased cup of coffee…with chocolate…made with coconut milk…and no whipped cream. 

Today Jesus and coffee saved the day.