Main Entry: angry
Part of Speech: adjective
affronted, annoyed , antagonized, bitter, chafed, choleric, convulsed, cross, displeased, enraged, exacerbated, exasperated, ferocious, fierce, fiery, fuming , furious, galled , hateful, heated , hot, huffy , ill-tempered, impassioned, incensed, indignant, inflamed, infuriated, irascible, irate, ireful, irritable, irritated, maddened, nettled, offended, outraged, passionate, piqued, provoked, raging, resentful, riled, sore, splenetic, storming, sulky, sullen, tumultuous, turbulent, uptight, vexed, wrathful
calm, content , euphoric, gleeful , happy, joyful , joyous, pleased
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Well, first I woke up at 5. Then I woke up at 6. Then I woke up at 7 and had to turn off the alarm clock - because evidently, I set it. Since I was out of bed, I decided to shower.
Being totally unaccustomed to having hot water and water pressure in a shower at the same time, I stayed under the water a litle longer than I should have - still, I DIDN'T need to be told off for it. After all - I am not on vacation this week so I can't sleep late and spend my days wandering around the house - cleaning or otherwise.
I caught a bus to Jerusalem. The driver was obnoxious and yelled at me for getting on his bus because I needed to get to Jerusalem. Then my i-pod battery died, even though I charged it on Thursday. So I had no music as I sat on the bus in traffic next to a smelly old woman. Not to mention the fact that the bus was so old that the driver wouldn't even risk putting on the air-conditioning. To conclude the bus-ride from heck, I got yelled at by other 'people'(?) when I tried to open the window.
Finally in the city I headed to work and mind you I rushed to be at the office on time. Usually I don't start until 12 on Sundays, but my boss requested that I come in at 10 because it is the week before Pesach and there is a lot to do. Suffice it to say, she didn't waltz in until 11:30 and at 4:30 PM I was still sitting and doing nothing. Of course, in the interim all of the other 'bosses' in the office made use of my 'spare time' and I typed up a bunch of proposals and made a bunch of phone calls which THEIR secretaries (if they could keep them for more than 2 months) SHOULD have made.
At 4:45 PM the head boss strolls out of his office and says to me, "if you have nothing to do - you can go home." As I stand up and take my bag out of the cabinet, one of the subordinate bosses comes out and hands me another proposal to type up.
At 4:52 PM I gathered up all of my stuff and headed out as quickly and quietly as I could. I decided to stick to my resolution to try and avoid eating too many things that make my system go haywire, a mere week before Pesach - which basically leaves me with the options of salad or salad.
I walked back to the Ranch and ate some salad (at the table of course, because the couch has been vacuumed out and wiped down already) and now I need to find something to do.
Can somebody explain to me why I bothered getting out of bed this morning? I didn't accomplish anything, I didn't achieve anything. I didn't contribute to anything. I didn't make anyone smile or feel better. I did NOTHING productive today. What a waste!!!
The part that really gets me isn't even the fact that I had to travel and I had to rush and that it was inconvenient for me - it's just annoying in the big picture, because today was a day and now it is gone and it can never be refunded or redone and I wasted it.
Wasting time is wasting life and wasting life is one of the worst things of all...