It was one of
those days. I was only
at work because of a
deadline, but that
was not the problem.
The problem was that I checked my e-mail before I went to work, and found out that a co-worker has been answering customer questions about my project. Then at work I overhear this co-worker on the phone with the customer, once again discussing my project.
As anyone knows who has worked in an office with short cubicle walls, it is virtually impossible not to overhear phone calls. However, this was my time to avoid making this a crappy day, and I blew it. I was thinking to myself:
Okay, you're upset. You're getting emotional. First the e-mail and now this. Leave the office now, go eat lunch, forget about it, get over it.
Sigh. Instead, I confronted him, he felt bad, I felt bad, and it was all so stupid. I mean, who is going to care a year from now?
All’s Well That Ends Well, or was did it really end well? We went to lunch and had a beer together, but is he secretly pissed off? Who knows. Time for bed.