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me and a chainsaw
Sep. 14th, 2005 02:08 pmI am equally amazed and disgusted by humanity at the moment. I am feeling a bit like Michael Douglas in "Falling Down". I am home though. The world is safe from my brand of bad assitude.
I come in at seven this morning to work and I found out I am taking care of Ryan the dumb-fuck's job. Ryan the dumb-fuck will be his name from now on. I also find that he has two and a half carts of books that he never took care of yesterday. I am doing two day's worth of work in one.
Seven am and I am livid. This isn't good for me. I feel like crying a lot too. I took care of my other duties and then started taking care of Ryan the dumb-fuck's job. By Noon I was feeling so sick to my stomach I told my bosses I needed to go home. I was just filled with so much anxiety and anger. I couldn't talk to the managers today about the situation. Otherwise I would have started to cry and I wouldn't have stopped. But tomorrow I will go in and say, "this is why I am leaving. The man is so inconsiderate to his fellow co-workers with his laziness/incompetence. It was a foolish decision to give him the position and it looks bad."
My week has already been tough as it is with other details. This is the last thing I need. I don't want to clean up another mess.
I spoke with my caterer and things are set. She is very sweet and laughed at my jokes. I like any person who thinks I am funny. So there is food. It is all finger food so no need for forks. Yay. Except for cake. When one is eating cake you need a fork. Unless you are three. Or drunk.
But at least I have perspective amidst all this personal chaos and anxiety. I have a great life. I have a nice home with an amazing man. I have a strong family who I am close to and I adore. I have two piggy rabbits that keep me amused when things suck. (I came home today and gave them treats and they gave me kisses in return) I have working limbs. I have incredibly supportive friends who mean a great deal to me. I have a future with a lot of possibilities. I have a cute orange purse that I got cheap on ebay. I am getting married soon. I get to go to Italy. I have a lot in my corner.
I think of people on the Gulf coast who have nothing. Absolutely nothing. There are many who have lost every little thing that meant something to them. They are the ones who have a right to complain about things sucking a whole lot.
Now I am going to try and fix all my broken nails. stupid work.
I come in at seven this morning to work and I found out I am taking care of Ryan the dumb-fuck's job. Ryan the dumb-fuck will be his name from now on. I also find that he has two and a half carts of books that he never took care of yesterday. I am doing two day's worth of work in one.
Seven am and I am livid. This isn't good for me. I feel like crying a lot too. I took care of my other duties and then started taking care of Ryan the dumb-fuck's job. By Noon I was feeling so sick to my stomach I told my bosses I needed to go home. I was just filled with so much anxiety and anger. I couldn't talk to the managers today about the situation. Otherwise I would have started to cry and I wouldn't have stopped. But tomorrow I will go in and say, "this is why I am leaving. The man is so inconsiderate to his fellow co-workers with his laziness/incompetence. It was a foolish decision to give him the position and it looks bad."
My week has already been tough as it is with other details. This is the last thing I need. I don't want to clean up another mess.
I spoke with my caterer and things are set. She is very sweet and laughed at my jokes. I like any person who thinks I am funny. So there is food. It is all finger food so no need for forks. Yay. Except for cake. When one is eating cake you need a fork. Unless you are three. Or drunk.
But at least I have perspective amidst all this personal chaos and anxiety. I have a great life. I have a nice home with an amazing man. I have a strong family who I am close to and I adore. I have two piggy rabbits that keep me amused when things suck. (I came home today and gave them treats and they gave me kisses in return) I have working limbs. I have incredibly supportive friends who mean a great deal to me. I have a future with a lot of possibilities. I have a cute orange purse that I got cheap on ebay. I am getting married soon. I get to go to Italy. I have a lot in my corner.
I think of people on the Gulf coast who have nothing. Absolutely nothing. There are many who have lost every little thing that meant something to them. They are the ones who have a right to complain about things sucking a whole lot.
Now I am going to try and fix all my broken nails. stupid work.
