I tend to think I have been in a helluva mood this week.  Let’s recap some of my finer moments…

• I snapped out on one of the guys in my garage because he took THREE free waters instead of only the TWO we asked people to take.  Snapped = screamed, ranted, raved, and slapped the bottles out of his hand

• I went borderline postal on a radiology clerk who drove his portable X-Ray machine into my empty stretcher.  Postal = cursed, flipped off, and kicked his machine

• I forced the guy at Dunkin’ Donuts to remake my ice coffee twice because it wasn’t light enough.  Forced = growled, snarled, and demanded a new coffee while dialing DnD Corporate Headquarters… and no, just adding cream will NOT do

• I went medieval on a bunch of new EMS Bloggers who are too busy with their incestuous little circle that they fail to realize that things such as blogosphere etiquette and people with different opinions exist.  Medieval = leaving post length comments in reply to each and every passive aggressive remark they made, as well as lobbing a few in there myself

• I went borderline psychotic in an e-mail response to one of my bosses after his entire e-mail response to my report was ”LOL”.  Psychotic = I e-mailed him an LOLCAT as my reply… and it also went out to 5 other managers

• I almost leapt through the windshield of my truck to strangle a pedestrian who apparently doesn’t realize that my 2 ton truck will squash is 120 pound (soaking wet with pockets full of quarters) body.  Almost = I actually opened the door to get out, but suddenly he realized he was wearing Nike and decided to pretend he was Michael Jordan

So yeah, saying I’m cranked to 11 and ready to rage is an understatement.  Normally I can just let this stuff go… but it all just seems to be sticking with me lately.  I don’t think it’ll be any better anytime soon… and I wonder how much worse it’s going to get.  I normally get cranky once a month like this… but this time… wow… it’s a doozy.

In brighter news, I just got the 2008 Yankee Stadium Baseball Bat.  It’s pretty sweet and will look great hitting someone in the head.

There’s always tomorrow.