Miss M is tired and cranky

I'm tired and cranky today. This does not make for a good working environment with me. Apparently I am shooting people dirty looks if they ask me for anything. It does seem to be working in a positive way for me though as now no one is asking me to do anything. It could come back to bite me in the ass, but at the moment I am going to roll with it.

Production Manager: Miss M can you calculate the costs from the post production edit we did last week on the International Show?

Prolonged silence which involves Miss M turning around in slow motion with a death ray look aimed at the Manager

Production Manager: You feeling alright Miss M?

Miss M: I'm just a bit tired from the weekend

Production Manager: Nervous titter in her voice Oh okay, well if you're not feeling up to it I can sort it out

Silence whilst Miss M tries to work this one out in her head - she's offering to do my work even though she's my superior? Damn this death ray thing really works!

Miss M: I can do it, just a little tired today ....

Production Manager: No worries, I'll do it later

SWEET! I have found my secret manipulative weapon! Be a cranky bitch!

But I suppose tomorrow I should do some work otherwise they might fire my ass ...

The interview went well. I now really want the job, which isn't a good thing because it probably means that the Gods of Jobs will feed me back some nasty karma and laugh in my face.

Gods of Jobs: How much do you want this job Miss M?

Miss M: Desperately, it's the perfect job for me and it's permanent which means I get a regular salary and can go on more holidays!

Gods of Jobs: Well then, just because of that we are making sure you don't get it.

Miss M: What?

Gods of Jobs: MUAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Well that's how I see it in my own head.

I'm waiting to hear if I got to the second round of interviewing - apparently then I'd get to meet all 4 of the directors and charm the pants off of them.

Well perhaps not charm the pants entirely off of them, that might lead to an awkward situation.

Miss M: Seems you've lost your pants there, can I offer you some sort of service?

Directors: Gaaah!

Gods of Jobs: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA

Okay, I'm leaving now. My imagination is getting carried away and I think I need more coffee.

Coffee!!!!!!!!