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Sometimes my coworkers frustrate the hell out of me. Mind you, they didn't do anything wrong... they just missed a few things that I had to fix. I know the main problem is me. I know they aren't perfect. I'm not either... though I will deny that until I die. I just hold myself to a higher standard than they do themselves. I could actually hear the relief in the ER doc's voice when I called him with a critical result. "Thank God the good techs on now" type of thing. Though, when I told him the result, he said, "Oh shit! Well! That explains it!" It was all I could do to keep from laughing. And this is NOT a doctor with a well known sense of humor, either. At least he took action and saved the guy.
So I'm a perfectionist. I know this. I need to be more "role with it" at work like I am at home with my artsy fartsy. Though I am having some artsy fartsy issues.
I make my own holiday cards. Yes, really. I make at least 100. The idea that I thought was a sure-fire, perfect idea looks stupid now that I've stamped it. :S So now I'm scrambling for an idea. I try to not have anything where I have to color since I am making a hundred of these things.
OMG. I just found a rubber stamp of a yeti! OOO. Sooo tempted. Oh, wait. Need. Christmas. Stamp. ARGH!
So I'm a perfectionist. I know this. I need to be more "role with it" at work like I am at home with my artsy fartsy. Though I am having some artsy fartsy issues.
I make my own holiday cards. Yes, really. I make at least 100. The idea that I thought was a sure-fire, perfect idea looks stupid now that I've stamped it. :S So now I'm scrambling for an idea. I try to not have anything where I have to color since I am making a hundred of these things.
OMG. I just found a rubber stamp of a yeti! OOO. Sooo tempted. Oh, wait. Need. Christmas. Stamp. ARGH!