Fans, poop, and all that ruckus hitting.

Today 'it' began. This job was never intended to be easy but it certainly held back the tide of crap-flinging a bit longer than expected. I haven't fought so many arguments in my head since I worked at UPS. Luckily, I have kept it all to myself, avoided the passive aggressive retaliation my brain wanted to indulge in, and think it's all just another bump in the road to success. The patience my poo-stained brain doesn't want to cough up right now is just a little jarring on the optimistic path I normally prefer to follow... no bigs.