This is what I look like while I’m at work. I am not having a bad day, and I have had an invigorating workout previously, meaning the day is vastly better at this time than when it started. I’m not necessarily happy, but I’m definitely not upset or in a bad mood.
Anyway, more than I wish for it to have occurred, I’ve once again been told by one of my co-workers that has a spine, that my correspondence with work-givers has once against given off the wrong impression to one of them. Instead of ditching the keys and coming to me directly to discuss project-related discrepancies, they have decided to maneuver around me, and try and get someone to speak to me on their behalf, citing that I was being “difficult.”