This christmas is doomed
We were supposed to have the christmas party a week ago. The guys wanted to have a medieval christmas party, so we needed more time and we were supposed to have that party today. On wednesday morning we went christmas shopping with J. Nice morning, happy morning - we have never done christmas shopping together before this. Nice weather, not too cold, small snowflakes slowly falling from the sky. We only visited small shops and tried to buy ecological and organic stuff from young designers. We were relaxed and happy, but that was about to change. The same moment I stepped out of the car my phone rang. My closest coworker who happens to be a really annoying young man and a small person phoned and said to me that he was about to leave to see a doctor because he was sick (he has been sick once a month since they had a baby in July) and he needed to have some medication, but there was no need for sick leave. In the evening he sent me a text message saying that he will stay at home on Thursday. I had to do his work. Nice. So I had to work like crazy yesterday.
Yesterday I found out that a woman I know had been attacked on our street one morning last week at 5.30 am while she was walking her dog. A tall fiftysomething man had put his hand on her hips and had tried to push her on the ground. Luckily her fox terrier has is not the nicest dog on the planet. He had bitten the man and he had run away. Hopefully the dog bit him badly. Probably the stupid man thought that the dog was too small to hurt him, but terriers are pretty good biters. So now I'm afraid to go out alone - me - I have never been afraid to go to anywhere alone. I used to go to the woods in the middle of the night. I won't do that any time soon.
Later J had a phone call. An 8-year old boy had run away from home and they needed volunteers to search him. Once a volunteer, always a volunteer. He spent the whole night outside with other volunteers, soldiers and policemen trying to find that boy. I woke up a couple of times because two helicopters made a terrible noise as they flew over the forest area searching the boy as well.
In the early morning J came home and went to sleep and I opened my laptop. Just to fond out that my coworker was on sick leave. I also found out that he had told everyone else that he will be on sick leave on thursday and on friday. I was the only one who did not know that and I was supposed to do his work. I was pissed off already at 8 am. Apparently my "lovely" coworker had promised to do quite a lot on Friday, so I'm still working at 8.15 pm. J woke up after have slept only four hours. He left at noon and is still outside as they try to find the kid. I hope they will find him soon, it is cold outside.
My "sick" coworker was not too sick to send emails. I saw about ten emails starting with: I'm on the sick leave, but...
So the party was cancelled. I don't really mind, I just wish that I could stop working right now.
Yesterday I found out that a woman I know had been attacked on our street one morning last week at 5.30 am while she was walking her dog. A tall fiftysomething man had put his hand on her hips and had tried to push her on the ground. Luckily her fox terrier has is not the nicest dog on the planet. He had bitten the man and he had run away. Hopefully the dog bit him badly. Probably the stupid man thought that the dog was too small to hurt him, but terriers are pretty good biters. So now I'm afraid to go out alone - me - I have never been afraid to go to anywhere alone. I used to go to the woods in the middle of the night. I won't do that any time soon.
Later J had a phone call. An 8-year old boy had run away from home and they needed volunteers to search him. Once a volunteer, always a volunteer. He spent the whole night outside with other volunteers, soldiers and policemen trying to find that boy. I woke up a couple of times because two helicopters made a terrible noise as they flew over the forest area searching the boy as well.
In the early morning J came home and went to sleep and I opened my laptop. Just to fond out that my coworker was on sick leave. I also found out that he had told everyone else that he will be on sick leave on thursday and on friday. I was the only one who did not know that and I was supposed to do his work. I was pissed off already at 8 am. Apparently my "lovely" coworker had promised to do quite a lot on Friday, so I'm still working at 8.15 pm. J woke up after have slept only four hours. He left at noon and is still outside as they try to find the kid. I hope they will find him soon, it is cold outside.
My "sick" coworker was not too sick to send emails. I saw about ten emails starting with: I'm on the sick leave, but...
So the party was cancelled. I don't really mind, I just wish that I could stop working right now.