"Can You Please Move Your Car?"

Do you ever have those days where you just can't win for losing? At work we all park in a back lot or on the street- usually the parking stinks because of how many of the surrounding business employees also park on the street. On Tuesday, I pulled into "my" usual spot but the guys were cleaning with stuff spread out all over the drive. Around noon Suz called and said, "AD...Hun- I need you to move your car- I can't get out." So I run (happily) out and move my car. About an hour later, Brian (my boss) calls and he's laughing..."AD, can you please move your car?" So I run out AGAIN. (a bit grumpy because it's hot by now- plus...he's laughing, knowing that I am irritated- in a playful way) So I park behind Keith, knowing that he never leaves before me, ever! (The guys always tease me saying, "Good afternoon AD"- I roll in about 9am and they have been there since 6am and I am usually the first one to go home- I always tell them, "Hey, when you are good at what you do, then you can keep my hours too!") The second time I went out, I told the guys who were cleaning, "That's it! If I come out again, I'm going home!" So who comes up a couple of hours later? Mr. Wise Guy, Keith, keys in hand and says, "Hey, AD, I need to go and get gas, can you please move your car?" To which I replied, "Bite me!" We were all laughing so hard because I never say things like that at work...but I was just so done!!!! Keith is my buddy who plays with me all the time so I totally thought he was kidding...but dang it, he wasn't! So out I go again...move my car...laughing the whole time. Some days!