Did she get some last night?

You can't win in this world.
I am, on most days, a happy and chipper person but as Winona Ryders Veronica said in the Heather's, a bitchin movie btw, "if you were happy every day of your life you'd be a game show host." Since I am not channeling Wink Martindale daily, I have my moments of crank. I start work at 630 and it takes me a while to get going with myself. My collegues notice the moment I am lackluster. "Whats wrong, you're not my usual self." "Oh just tired, or didn't sleep." Give me a chance to be human people! Gee. We all have ups and downs that are not fueled by the moon's gravity on our uteri. Is it possible that my usual self is just a facade I put on for you people. Maybe inside I'm constanly in a depressed rage. Ok, kidding. People crave consistentcy and if something falls out of that norm that worries them. If the workplace bitch flashes a smile and a wave everyone assumes "she got some last night."