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Yeah that pretty much sums it up.

I don't think anybody really likes me except for my coworker Lucy, and that's only cuz she's an old hippie, so of course I'd get along with her. But none of the packaging engineers will really talk to me unless they absolutely have to. And now I think that they have a bet going on to see who can shoot a rubber band down my cleavage first. Yeah I was kinda upset, almost cried abut it...and when I told Greg, of course he was pissed. They even sorta invited me out to lunch on Thursday, and I said maybe, but then they just left without even asking me if I was going to come or not. I guess they didn't want me there...they already think I'm weird and I'm sure they know I like to ogle the guy in document control cuz he's really hot with a nice a** to boot...so I guess they really just don't think I'm someone they can be friends with. That makes me feel kinda upset cuz I used to be friends with a lot of people at my old job...It makes me wish I still worked there, so I could see all my friends: Shirlene and Kevin and Bubbles and John with his books and guitar and Joseph who liked to poke me and Gina with her speech impediment and Amber and Hakim and even crazy Michael who was always groping me. Why couldn't I have just stayed there? Why couldn't things have worked out? Maybe if I wasn't so strange...