I am finally home after one helluva day at work and a horrid commute home.  Every Tom, Dick & Joe pulled out in front of me/cut me off/poked along at 20 under the speedlimit/etc.  Some days you just want to scream.  Today was one of those days.

Mind you it was my 2nd day at the new job.  I was covering the front desk and some weirdo comes in and says he "wants to talk to Todd"...well, my job (as most Paralegals can attest) is to make it so Todd doesn't have to take walk-in's, cold calls, whatnot.  So I tell Weirdo that Todd is on a phone conference and won't be available for another hour.  Weirdo says "I'll wait".  Proceeds to sit down and talk to himself, open all the drawers on the end tables, ask me where I live (I lied), and then starts saying that "the little devil on one shoulder told him to come in and tell Todd what he thinks and the little angel on the other shoulder was telling him to get out of there before the cops got called".  Um.....................okaaaaayyyyyy????

That was enough of that, I got the biggest big-mouth at the firm and she kicked him out.  Psycho.  Really.  So not a great day, but here's to hoping tomorrow is a better one.