Could be worse. You could still be at that company-who's-name-shall-not-be-mentioned.

Also. This beer is good. and it's blood red.

ELEVEN THIRTY: GUY IN THE UK SENDS EMAIL ASKING ME TO COMPLETE A QUESTIONNAIRE THAT HE NEEDS TO TURN IN 'RIGHT NOW'. HE'S HAD IT FOR TWO WEEKS.
TWO THIRTY: GUY IN UK SENDS EMAIL TO MY DEPARTMENT ASKING SAME
THREE THIRTY: GUY IN UK GETS HIS BOSS TO SEND EMAIL TO MY BOSS ASKING SAME
FOUR THIRTY: I GET OUT OF THE MEETINGS I'VE BEEN IN SINCE ELEVEN FUCKING THIRTY.
FIVE THIRTY: SEND HIM HIS SHITDAMN ANSWERS.

MY INBOX IS FULL TO OVERFLOWING WITH THINGS THAT NEED TO BE DONE. I DON'T THINK I'M GOING TO GET OUT OF HERE EARLY FOR THE NEXT MONTH AND A HALF. MY COLLEAGUE IS GOING AWAY TOMORROW FOR TWO WEEKS SO I'LL HAVE TO DO HER WORK TOO. I WENT TO DO THE MAIL YESTERDAY AND CAME BACK TO LITERALLY OVER 40 EMAILS NEEDING RESPONSES, AND EVERY TIME MY EMAIL REFRESHES ITSELF I HAVE AT LEAST 5 TO 10 MORE - AND I COULDN'T PRINT BECAUSE THE PRINTER WAS WEIRDLY OUT OF INK EVEN THOUGH WE'D BARELY USED IT.

I HAD A LIST OF THINGS I WANTED TO DO AND I DIDN'T GET A CHANCE TO EVEN LOOK AT THEM, WAS TOO BUSY ANSWERING THE 500 PHONE CALLS AND 50 BAZILLION EMAILS.

I WANT TO BE RESTING DURING MY TIME OFF, BUT I CAN'T SLEEP I'M TOO STRESSED AND HAVE BEEN WAKING UP AGES BEFORE I NEED TO GET UP.

ALSO - I KEEP GETTING EMAILS TELLING ME I'M A CAPITALIST AND SHOULD BE ASHAMED FOR "TRYING TO MAKE MONEY OUT OF CHARITIES". COS THAT'S WHAT I DO, APPARENTLY. I'M ALL ABOUT RIPPING OFF CHARITIES.

AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HATE MY CRAZY, MEAN BOSS. HATE HER MORE EVERY DAY. SHE'S ALREADY SECOND WORST BOSS EVER, IN THE RUNNING FOR FIRST WORST, AND FIRST WORST WAS A SADIST. HATE MY PUNY SALARY, TOO.

IT IS NOW 11 PM AND I JUST GOT DONE CRANKING OUT WHAT MY BOSS NEEDED AND IT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT. IT'S SO GODDAMN BEAUTIFUL TO LOOK AT THAT I TOTALLY WANT HER TO WEEP WHEN SHE LOOKS AT IT. THE NEW WRINKLE IS THAT I'M NOT SURE IF THE REST OF THE PACKAGE HAS BEEN PRINTED OUT YET, I DON'T KNOW IF THE OTHER ASSISTANT IS OUT OF HER MANDATORY TRAINING, AND DID I MENTION THAT IT'S GODDAMN 11 PM NOW???

Yes, I am grateful not to be at the company that dare not speak its name. ^_^

MY 401K IS BEING COMPLETELY DECIMATED AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. AND I'M SO TIRED I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT AT WORK.

At times like this:

think pie

I HAVE A SWOLLEN EYELID SO I WORKED FROM HOME AND YOU KNOW WHAT? THAT SUCKS. HOME IS SACRED AND THERE SHOULD BE NO WORKINGS FROM THERE. IF YOU ASK ME. BUT NO ONE DOES.

MY DAY - AS PERFORMED IN THE STYLE OF A TAILOR SHOP SITUATIONAL COMEDY.

BOSS: I WANT A HAT.
ME: HERE'S YOUR HAT SIR
BOSS: I SAID I WANTED TROUSERS.
ME: YOU SAID YOU WANTED A HAT
BOSS: TROUSERS!!!
ME: JUST A MINUTE WHILE I GET THEM FOR YOU.
{RETURNS}
ME: HERE YOU ARE THEN
BOSS: WHAT IS THIS?
ME: YOUR TROUSERS SIR.
BOSS: I CAN'T PUT THAT ON MY HEAD.

I JUST PHONED AND ASKED FOR THE NEXT TWO DAYS OFF AND MY BOSS SAID YES! I LOVE MY JOB.

Oh, wait...

SEANYBOY: LOL!!!! I LEFT A JOB LIKE THAT JUST BEFORE I CAME TO WORK AT [BIGPHARMACO]. I DEEPLY, DEEPLY LOATHED IT. I HOPE THEY RECOMPENSE YOU WELL FOR THE HOOPS THEY FORCE YOU TO LEAP THRU BECAUSE OTHERWISE IT'S SIMPLY NOT WORTH IT.

I HAVE NOTHING MUCH WORK RELATED TO SHOUT ABOUT THIS WEEK EXCEPT FOR SURLY IT BOY, AND I THINK I SCARED HIM AWAY, WHICH IS FINE.

heh, seanyboy.

I HATE LOOKING FOR A JOB!

OUR RECENT STORE MEETING BROUGHT UP ANOTHER BRILLIANT IDEA FROM CORPORATION. (I work for a supermarket, just to remind you). THEY WANT US TO GO OUT INTO THE COMMUNITY AND PROMOTE OUR STORE; PERHAPS SPONSOR A LOCAL FAMILY, ETC. EXCUSE ME?! "OUR" COMMUNITY IS UPPER MIDDLE CLASS AND THEN SOME. PERHAPS ONE OF THEM SHOULD SPONSOR US!!!!! THEY DON'T SEEM TO CARE ABOUT MONEY OR PRICES, DAMN THE TORPEDOES, FULL STEAM AHEAD. ALL I WANT IS TO NOT BE TREATED LIKE A DOORMAT SINCE THESE "COMMUNITY PEOPLE" LOOK DOWN THEIR NOSES AT US ON A REGULAR BASIS.

OH, AND NOW WE HAVE A "STRETCH ZONE" - AN AREA WHERE WE ARE EXPECTED TO PERFORM EXCERCISES EACH TIME WE CROSS IT. AND THE STORE DIRECTOR SPELLED "STRETCH" WRONG. EGAD.

Paraliptically, this is one of those threads I just have to stay out of.