the greatest of teachers won't hesitate to leave you there by yourself chained to fate0848 hrs:Happy Friday, ne? Thank goodness....I've had about all I can take of this place right now. It's not even 9am and I feel like flipping the Vs and taking the rest of the day off. I was in a fairly good mood when I first came in. For the first time in a while, I knew exactly what I was going to do all day and up until about 1/2 hour ago, I was getting a lot of done. I should emphasize that it is MY work that I was getting done. Because now, it turns out I'm doing someone else's catch up work. Boss's order though, so can't really go against it - but that doesn't mean it's not bullshit. The work itself isn't bad, it's the fact that it is this other co-workers work that she just hasn't been doing. I've often wondered what she does all day if she's not doing her job? I mean, I'll admit to some slacking on my part here and there, but there is never the case where someone else has to stop what they are doing RIGHT NOW and help me catch up on a back log. I DON'T HAVE A BACK LOG. I wonder why this is? Hm....maybe it's because I actually do my job. What a novel idea that is!
So now - while I work on someone else's work all day, I will be fuming. This is ok. I haven't been terribly crabby lately, and being pissed off ensures that I won't feel tired. I will also be listening to "angry" music. Fun fun.
There is a work happy hour scheduled for tonight. I don't really feel like going, but I'll stop by for one (1) drink and then bolt. I have a busy weekend ahead and have to be up early tomorrow morning, so there's no way they are getting me to stay past one drink. With any luck, I'll be back home by 6pm. Plus, after a crappy day at the office, why would I want to spend MORE time with my co-workers?
1013 hrs:Taking a breather. I've been hitting the back log hard and fast. I'm already through a third of it. It has to be that this person wasn't doing anything, or how could I got through a third of it in 2 hours? It's ridiculous. And I though
I slacked sometimes. Damn.
So in other news...Was having really strange dreams last night, but can't remember any of them. I went to bed super late. Ok, well, 1am. Still - considering I usually think midnight is late...
I am turning into my she-bitch form again. *heavy sigh* This happens every month. For the next 2 weeks I will have a hot snake of anger coiled in the pit of my stomach that nothing will be able to shake. Recently, I had been thinking of seeking some sort of treatment for this imbalance, but lately I've really been enjoying my inner-bitch. I think I'm just going to go with it and embrace it. I don't think it really matters that much since it really only affects me. I'm so good at holding it all in and putting a smile on my face that no one else even notices the steam coming out of my ears. Why should it matter then? Plus, this way my heavy metal and other angry music actually gets used. At least those won't be wasted.
1158 hrs:Someone's lunch smells like fresh cat urine. I don't think I will tell them that, but it's pretty disgusting to smell....
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