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I should really be doing something other than posting to my livejournal right now. Like working or some junk. But I'm not because they are making me go to a departmental dinner tonight.
Okay, so they aren't MAKING me go. But I very sweetly backed out of this dinner the first time, making it sound as if I regretfully declined. I actually gleefully declined, but they didn't need to know that.
Unfortunately, they apparently did need to know that. Because they rescheduled the dinner and carefully worked around all of my stated objections to the original date. And I somehow feel that it would be a poor career choice to say to them, "I know that you are attempting to reward us with free food and booze, but I would rather have my skull fractured open with an ice-cream scoop than be forced to interact on my own free time with the people I am trapped in the building with for 50 hours out of every week anyhow." I think that they might take that amiss. And it's not as if I dislike my co-workers. I just resent work reaching out and grabbing large chunks of my personal time.
I am going to stop posting now. Thinking too much about this is starting to cause my blood pressure to spike. You know you're really angry when you start to see those little stars on the periphery of your vision.
Okay, so they aren't MAKING me go. But I very sweetly backed out of this dinner the first time, making it sound as if I regretfully declined. I actually gleefully declined, but they didn't need to know that.
Unfortunately, they apparently did need to know that. Because they rescheduled the dinner and carefully worked around all of my stated objections to the original date. And I somehow feel that it would be a poor career choice to say to them, "I know that you are attempting to reward us with free food and booze, but I would rather have my skull fractured open with an ice-cream scoop than be forced to interact on my own free time with the people I am trapped in the building with for 50 hours out of every week anyhow." I think that they might take that amiss. And it's not as if I dislike my co-workers. I just resent work reaching out and grabbing large chunks of my personal time.
I am going to stop posting now. Thinking too much about this is starting to cause my blood pressure to spike. You know you're really angry when you start to see those little stars on the periphery of your vision.