Last week I was in SUCH a bad mood at my job that I thought I was seriously going to lose it. I wait tables and everyone and everything was getting on my last nerve. No matter what I did to try and calm down, things just kept BUGGING ME! At one point, I was rushing back to the kitchen with my arms full of dirty dishes because the lazy bones bus boy was NO WHERE to be found and I just snapped -- I dropped the dishes in the middle of the dining room and yelled "I QUIT!" at the top of my lungs. It was a totally liberating/exhilarating experience -- at the time. Now I'm kind of bummed cause there's this prom dress I really want that I just don't have the money for now. Oh well. Live and learn.