when i've made up my mind that i do not really like someone, i let every. single. tiny. little thing that they do be the most aggravating thing in the world to me, even though he or she is often engaging in behavior that wouldn't faze me coming from anyone else.
someone at my office called me "mel" today. someone that, as is indicated by paragraph one, i have decided that i do not particularly care for. all kinds of people call me mel. mel mel. mel bell. i dig it. but when the person in question used that name to get my attention, i felt my whole face redden in irritation and immediately hoped that (s)he would stub a toe sometime in the next 24 hours.
why am i such a bundle of crazy sometimes?