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Dear diary,

It seems like today was filled with a bunch of people in bad moods. It was rainy and cold.

At work, I got into a word-fight with a bagger, who was an asshole, and I am stubborn and I don’t like to be a bitch, especially for someone who takes advantage of people. At the same time, I feel sorry because…I think he’s got some problems, with anger. I feel bad that I made him that angry by calling him a jerk. “So how does someone calling you a jerk make you want to beat them up?” I asked. “Because you meant it.”

Touche.

After I told him what I thought him (which, I’m an asshole for doing and in someway’s he’s more grown up than me — but not many) I apologized, and I saw him walk out of work, and I really feel for him. I feel like he has some hope. If he works things out.

The whole thing left a bad taste in my mouth. I felt like a jerk, and self-centered etc and I was very sarcastic with my boss (who’s a bitch, and she was talking down to me, and I made people laugh at her — was it worth it?).

It was just a bad day, and I wish I hadn’t made any mistakes. Bad day.