Saving myself

OK so I saved myself. I had to. *whew*

Bad enough I have to explain how humiliating it would be to someone. And, of course, someone who's still wearing rose colored glasses about the intent and characteristics of our team.

Blech. What a lovely day. Not only do I get to experience deep hurt and humiliation once (on my birthday, no less! with my SO out of town until 11pm that night!), but I get to relive it again (and again).

I'm definitely going to leave here for lunch today. I need a sun bath for my mood.

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Eww. After note because I feel it is necessary to add something here. We do have some VERY nice people on our team that I am totally not crediting for their niceness (I realize it sounds like the whole team sucks, and truthfully it doesn't). Just that for the most part the nice people are, well, men. What that means is that they have no involvement in any birthday well wishing responsibilities. And, of the non-catty women, they know that particular people manage the birthday calendars, so they don't worry too much about it.

Oh well. I am Over It. As they said once on the show "Friends"... "Bitter, party of one? Your table is available."

And damn if life isn't just too short to be bitter.