Reset

I really must reset and try it again this morning.

You know how you have expectations (most and dare I say, ALL of us do) and then things don’t go as planned….

Well. This. Is. Me. This. Morning.

Nothing serious. Nothing that couldn’t have been adjusted in a few minutes.

Just expectations not met the way I wanted and so I vocally, in a calming yet aggressively manner, express my disappointment.

Then. In the middle of my vocal disappointment- I apologized. It went like this…

“…I’m sorry. This cannot be true. I’ve done this plenty of times before and to date, received yet another different response. Which one is it? Do you guys or don’t you guys? Every single time. Im here. I’ve done both. Which one is it? Are you sure? The last time this wasn’t the case. You know what….I apologize. I do not mean to take my anger out on you. It’s not your fault. It’s my confusion towards your policy that remains, to date, inconsistent.”

Reset. I hope I’m pregnant. Reset.

–jsadop