Finger Food

I sliced the tip off my left thumb today at work. At the most inopportune moment when the restaurant was smack in the middle of lunch service. Now if I did that while filleting a side of salmon or deboning a chicken, at least I'd have something to brag about. Unfortunately, I did it while slicing bread. Yeah - b.r.e.a.d. *duh*

It's just been one of them sort of week. Nothing anyone says or does comes across as music to my ears. Everything seem to take on a whole new bleak, dark meaning.

So much for being smurfing happy.