A "When I remember" journal of the life and times of an ordinary girl in a very strange world. This will be the place where I get to speak my mind and not have to worry or care about who reads it.
Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Alone.
I have always given others the time they want and need to be alone, and when I wasn't working, I made a point to go to my parents/friends/grandparents house to give my boyfriend time to do his own thing. Why am I not afforded the same courtesy? Every human being wants time alone in there own head... they don't want to be constantly bombarded with human contact. FFS.
Iunno, I guess I am just feeling like I never get to have time to think or breathe. Someone is always around and it's like I'm 2 again. I really don't need a babysitter and I just wish that people could just leave me alone.
All I really need to have time to sort myself out.
Monday, 5 December 2011
My weekend
I got into a screaming match with Dana again. I just wanted some time alone and I wasn't being granted that courtesy. In fact it is a courtesy I hadn't been given in 6 months time. It is disturbing how much human companionship can drive you crazy after so much time together. I guess I finally yelled enough since he finally left the apartment and gave me the much needed alone time...
Either way, I feel a little less crowded and a little less crazy. Tomorrow I look forward to coming home from work and cooking myself a delicious meal of stuffed peppers and wings. Just sayin'
*facepalm*
I checked my purse, my coat and my boobs. I looked under my desk, in my drawer and through all my papers and binders.
I then retraced my steps, I looked in the aisles, out in the smoking area, in the cafeteria, I even checked with security and looked out front. I asked my TM too look around and made the janitor check everything. I even went through my garbage.
I was moping around my desk and trying to figure out how I was going to explain to my boyfriend that I had lost my phone when my friend popped over for a chat. I asked him if he had seen my phone, and he asked how big it was. I said "About 2x3, why?" giving him a funny look. He then pointed at my stomach and asked whether or not I checked the front pocket of my hoodie. I looked down to see a perfect 2x3 rectangle showing through my sweater....
I swear, I am losing my mind. Lmfao.
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Oops.
I am just heading off to work now but I will be posting tonight :)
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Friday, 2 December 2011
Home.
Like for the love of god people. READ THE FUCKING MANUAL. It is probably a good thing none of my bosses know about this blog or my ass would be soooooo fired. Apparently calling people stupid is a no-no. Oh and so is yelling at mentors.
So it wasn't really the mentors fault. In the real world we are actually friends, but at work I am a hormonal angsty underpaid overworked bitch. He unfortunately wasn't trained well on windows and that being said he is very fast learner. I just happened to be having an issue installing some dudes printer and my friend who is supposed to know all, drew a blank. I was fine with that until he left me with the instruction to refer to OEM (original equipment manufacturer) just "because something is wrong." I may have (loudly) said "well you didn't know the first thing about it so why should I listen to you?"
I feel badly about yelling at him, but I have a job to do, y'know? If the people who are supposed to be helping me aren't properly trained, then how am I supposed to fix issues and give customers proper recommendations? Amirite?
Opinions?
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