So, if work doesn't make me walk out in front of a bus before the end of the year I will be pretty surprised. Remind me again why I wanted this job? You know what happens when you manage people? They don't do what you tell them and then they get pissy when you tell them to do things. And then the people that manage you want to know why. Also: bad ( Read more... )

a) Um, I got the job? Which means I'm now actual manager of my little office, instead of assistant manager. I'm in charge of eight people. There's still at least three levels between me and my unexpected coup management of the building, but still. How long you think it was between my 'yay' and 'omigod I'm going to ruin everything ( Read more... )

So, doom-spirals, didn't miss them. At least this one has a cause: my boss handed in his notice last month, which has sent the whole office into chaos. Partially because it means I am now obliged to apply for his job, partially because we have a massive systems thing happening the week after he leaves which me and other-assistant-manager are now in ( Read more... )

Things guaranteed to ruin your mood ( Read more... )

Would it be illegal to offer fics in exchange for a CV and covering letter? Is that asking for payment? I'm not saying that the illegality would necessarily be a hinderance ( Read more... )

a) anyone who asked for a card will be receiving one, although possibly not until New Year. I'm posting tomorrow, but I do not trust the postal systems/weather. So sorry about that. Work has just been killing me and there's something peculiarly crushing about the grind of a busy period during customer service when things won't stop fucking breaking ( Read more... )

Things
+ Have finished my Yuletide letter. Community, Fringe, Justice League Unlimited, The Middleman. Less white men, still all Western TV. But I'm excited again, which is nice. Though still trying to work out which name counts as least ambiguous for a superhero fandom... are more people likely to use Bruce Wayne than Batman, really? Also, I've ( Read more... )

Yes. Another post. I spent all of Saturday asleep, and most of Sunday. Then I came home after work on Monday and slept until this afternoon. Apparently I'm either anaemic or depressed or really lazy (none of these are medical opinions). And people at work keeping asking me if something's wrong or if I really need to snap at them like that all they ( Read more... )

My dad wonders why, if I want a new job, I don't apply for some. It's hard to explain to him that it's because one rejection (today, for example, which wasn't even for a job, it was for a career scheme) sends me into a tailspin. To the point where I can't apply for anything else because I know that they will reject me too. Doesn't matter that I ( Read more... )

You know what's fun? A day in which, in one hour, I get two complaints about my accent. Cause I love having to go hide out back so I don't cry. That's fun for me ( Read more... )