Mar 30, 2010 21:06
I've been either a whiny brat or a crabby bitch lately. I'm sorry! I hate that I don't ever seem to recognize when my hormones are flaring up until I'm either at the end of it all or deep in the thick of it and doing things I can't take back.
Ever have one of those moments where you have to tell yourself to grow the eff up? I can't believe how ridiculous I sounded about the whole Langston thing. After going back and reading what I wrote, I'm embarrassed. I absolutely cannot deny that I'm feeling the heat when he and I are together. But I think I've had a few moments of stepping into psycho over the last few days. Why am I so pressed over some guy I barely know? So wtf-ever - I made my move and now the ball is in his court. Now that I've got my God-given sense back, I'm (emotionally and mentally) ready to walk away as if I never met him unless I'm given a good reason not to. At least I got a really steamy makeout session out of it, right? Damn he was a good kisser.
Work has been pretty bad for the last week and a half. People keep finding something wrong with every single document I touch...which is bad because I'm responsible for A LOT of reports. But I started thinking it over yesterday and realized that I think it's because I'm trying to do too much. Having to push out so much Marketing Comm all at once makes me really anxious because it can't ever be wrong; it goes all over the damn company and all the way up to the top. But if it is wrong, i get shit about it from 7 different sources throughout the company (because they think they're the only ones that noticed?). Sometimes I end up having to reissue the report, which kinda starts the process all over again. And this flares up my anxiety about losing my job because I can't get the reports, which all have info that cascades down from the very first one, right.
It was one thing when I had the main report, Quagmire had the second, and Sr. Manager had the third. But now I have all three and it makes for a pretty hard Thursday. And it always jacks up my time on Fridays because I end up staying until 6:30 on Thursdays trying to make sure it all got out and properly distributed. The other problem I'm having is the fact that I'm bored/frustrated with my job, so I'm having trouble consistently staying engaged. I have got to talk to Quagmire about this in the next few days. Note to self: send the request to reschedule our monthly sit-down to Friday or Monday.
Needing to Find Peace of Mind,
BitchyTica
dudes,
work,
hormones