Tag: Pagan whines

So – on the down side, I had to start today off kind of early (to the tune of getting up an extra hour ahead of time) to go start dealing with a medical issue. On the plus side – how did I not know that the place I work has decent coffee in addition to the shitty Starbucks crap and that they also now have hazelnut creamer?  This has made my life infinitely better, as has the half hour I stole for myself to actually have breakfast and drink coffee after my appointment because I told my coworkers I was coming in late bc of the appointment.

The phone has rung so many times I have literally given up getting stuff done, because every time I try to clear out my inbox a bit that’s when the damn thing rings again. Today I have dealt with shitty coworkers, students that want to use me as a verbal punching bag because they procrastinated and now don’t have what they need, and the continued complete and utter lack of anything resembling sunlight for approximately the fourth or fifth day in a row. I have fifteen minutes to freedom and then I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow to go and talk about possibly having surgery so my gallbladder stops trying to murder me and I’m nervous as hell about it because it’s a new doctor and because I’m so sick of having to do things that are painful and time-consuming just so my own body stops fucking rebelling against me. I really can’t wait to go home because dear gods I need to be distracted from the whole shitty situation and I’d really like to not have a crying fit at my desk. On top of all of that, I’m basically stalled when it comes to To the Upper Air because Chapter 15 is being a butt. On the plus side, though, chapter 2 of my next project is nearly finished.

This week needs to be over. I’ve had to listen to crappy Christmas music all week. If I hear Santa Baby one more time, I’m going to scream, and Coworker needs to take her sick ass home instead of stirring shit for funsies and spreading her stomach flu through the office. I swear to the gods she goes out of her way to make trouble for me, specifically, usually when she just doesn’t want to deal with a policy that’s changed.

Update: Sick!Coworker has taken herself home, so some small improvement has been made. Yay!

Ugh. Tumblr is dead today, and it’s so damn foggy outside you can barely see your hand in front of your face. I feel like my brain has been wrapped in cotton wool, because apparently I have seasonal affective disorder. I can’t think. I can’t write. I can’t even have decent music because I’m at work. There’s absolutely nothing to do – the office is so quiet I’m pretty sure I could hear a pin drop. Next week’s work is time-sensitive (which is to say i can’t do my bit until someone else’s part has been done) so I can’t even get a head start on it. Thank the gods for the Kindle for PC app because otherwise I’d be bored out of my mind all day today.

I’m tired enough that my brain feels like it’s full of bees, I hate everyone in this building, and I know I should go for my workout soon but I just basically want to go home and either nap or kill video game guards to feel better, because dear gods do I need an outlet right now. We’ve hit “tired enough to hate people for talking” levels here. Gods I hate the first week of the semester.

Uggghhhh. I have to go adult after work today. I have to go adult tomorrow, all day. I just want to curl up, get some sleep, and maybe finish my fic (finally). I got done with chapter 10 today. I’ve literally got one more chapter to wrap shit up in (I hope, although 12 is a nice round number). 

Dear Tuesday,

Just – just stop. Look – I get it. Monday wasn’t shitty enough to suit you. I mean – yes, I wound up spending part of last night having a cry and then sitting up reading Homer’s Odyssey until too late o’clock because crying weirdly gives me energy instead of making me tired and because that’s always been my favorite Greek epic. I realize that that technically makes it my own fault that today is going so shittily, considering that I got maybe five hours of sleep all told because of the said silly decision to read instead of crying myself to sleep like a normal person. But did we really have to start the day with me banging my head on the car roof as I got in and then continue with the endless string of emails from hell where I basically have to fix everyone’s shit since they’ve managed to fuck up the database yet again?  Was it really necessary for me to be popping Excedrin this early in the day because of the headache and the leg cramp from sitting in this shitty chair? Is it strictly necessary for me to be having a please don’t talk to me I can’t handle sound day? And for today to be employee picnic day so I have to put up with people over lunch instead of getting any recharge time? Did I really have to get stuck with inferior Starbucks coffee that makes me ill because we’d run out at home? Do we really have to play like this, Tuesday?

Dear Coworkers,

I’m going to need all of you to stop walking around behind me and then standing there talking. For starters, I don’t like having people behind me in the first place. It’s a holdover, I know, but it still kind of freaks me out when people get too close and I can’t see them. Two – dammit, I’m trying to write! I can’t write semi-historical fanfic, even if it’s not smut, with you standing behind me. Nor do I feel like explaining why I’m currently looking up the history of the Jacobite movement during the late seventeenth century. Go sit at your desks and look at Facebook or whatever you people do when it’s this dead in the office.

Pagan the Exasperated and Paranoid

Ugh. I did not need today. Not one tiny little bit. We’re up to our damn ears in work, I’ve had a headache for two weeks on and off because of the weather, it’s raining and dark, I’m doing two people’s jobs because we’re a person short, and I now have to stay late because my other coworker needed to leave early and didn’t tell me, so in effect, I opened this morning and I get to close tonight because of her bullshit. Oh, and despite the fact she knows she needs to leave early, she came in too late to open, so she hasn’t made up the time she needed to take off, either. Thanks, coworker. Thanks.