I will not become Milton
Now that I had a night of cocktails and a couple days of relaxation I have pondered much about this past week and I realized I almost fell into the rut of negativity that I have worked so hard to get out of in my progression of self-awareness. Work is work. It does not define me and if shit happens as it will on a regular basis in any job, just deal with it and do your job while remembering to watch out for number one. Screw the people who make that hard for you, but be nice to them when you have to.
As part of my job, I have to perform a quarterly alarm/holdup test. I call our security operations and they put us in test mode and I hit all the panic buttons in specific order and do a test of disarming the alarm as if under duress. This means that if we do get robbed or our brains splattered amongst our neutral and calming decor during this test, we just hope that the neighbors hear the carnage and call for help. Anyway, it was the last day and within the last hour of the deadline to get this done or be out of compliance, which is a big no-no in the banking world. While commenting on the lateness of getting around to this task, the lady in our security department said "you're a bad boy." How did she know?