leaving this here

I hate it so much when I try to do something to help someone else, and because the timing wasn't ideal according to their lights*, or the person was in a grumpy mood otherwise, instead of them even acknowledging that I was trying to be kind, all they do is bitch at me about the situation.

(*I didn't know the timing wasn't ideal beforehand, which makes it worse)

Now I feel kind of sad and tired but I have to go home and grab lunch and then come back and work on my manuscript. (And my office is cold right now with cold air blowing down out of the vent on me, and I'm not tall enough to be able to get up and block the vent by taping something over it)