Work was *weird* today. I felt guilty everytime I told someone to "have a nice day!" Ugh. I say it out of habit, and I usually even mean it. It just felt so wrong today.
When Hubby picked me up from work I told him about the mood today. I tried to explain it, but it was hard for me to define. Everyone's tempers were short. It seemed like people were radiating sadness and/or anger. You couldn't help but pick it up and feel it, too. It was like everyone's rhythm was off. Conversations were quiet and stilted. When someone laughed it felt jarring.
One of the guys at work who's pretty darned mild mannered nearly got pushy-shovey with a manager who gave him lip today. He'd gone off the phones for a minute to read a poem a coworker's daughter had written about the events last year. The guy's from NYC and he almost lost it with the manager when the manager gave him shit about going off the phone for 30 seconds. It was a WEIRD day.