I’m sorry I’ve been such a ginormous pain in the arse for these past couple of weeks.
I know you’ve tried to remain calm (and keep others calm) in the face of my diva-demands and, usually, you are quite grace-filled when I come by (since you plan for the chaos I cause and always take extra time with everything, showing marvelous levels of patience), but I’ve just had to toy with you this time around.
Seeing you try to keep your cool when everything is going wrong at once, watching technology fail you, and noticing that communication simply never lands the way it was navigated has been a monkey-filled barrel of shits and giggles. Thanks for the laughs!
PS: At one point last week, you said this was the worst of me you could recall and Keith said he’d experienced worse. I must say I truly enjoyed the moment today when he finally said, “Yeah. I’m just hoping to live through this one. It’s really bad.” That was fun for me. Thank him, wouldja?