Monday Mad-day

Today was such a bad day. Slept at 6, woke up at 10. Was watching tv and all of a sudden, cramps hit me so bad. While heading to the kitchen to get myself a hot pack to ease the pain, ended up sitting sprawled out on the floor just so I don't wind up rolling. Thank God for Tramadol. Sometimes, the worst medicine is the best cure. Bloody opium painkillers actually gave me such a bad headache that I was able to force myself back to sleep. Knocked out all the way until 4 which by then I should've left house for work hahahaha but what gives?! Nobody cares. 

On a side-note, got so pissed off at a particular newcomer who kept questioning me at every opportunity. "Eh why he pour Weihenstephan better than you?", "Eh why you still haven't cash out this one?", "Eh you got wash glasses one anot?" Like what the fuck man. Priorities! Obviously I have more important things on my plate right such as changing barrels and drafting beers? I have my own systematic ways and it works for me. Bloody frustrated to the point I had to voice out my unhappiness to him so he knows better than to disrespect me and start telling me what to do. Felt so damn good to release all that tension fuh!!! It really takes a lot to make me stand up for myself and voice out full on so I can definitely say that he was a royal pain in the ass. Damn son needs to calm himself. I'm assigned to do what I do because I'm good at what I do. GEEZ.