June 29, 2007 by Avy.

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. I know that’s life, but damn. Seriously. What’s the point of living. I know it’s negative to think: Everytime somethin good happens, something bad ruins it. But it doesn’t seem right to say: Everytime something bad happens, something good comes and things are better. I used to try and think that way, but when the majority of occurrences are negative, it’s hard to think “half full”.

Work is stressing me out. Not just out, but ‘the fuck out’ to be precise. There’s far too much hand-holding and micro-managing going on. I’m gonna go bald. Most recently, I was told to use a stock I’ve never used and didn’t want to use to save money and the marketing manager for the piece hates it. Since it’s my job, I had to sign off on it and so I look like -3 skill points.

I’ve been trying to help the new hire that replaced Chris, but even that doesn’t help. We are so behind or just barely on time with the lists that I’m gonna scream. It’s frustrating. There should be two people doing that job. That’s what the original plan was and that’s how they did it before. I can see the new chick quitting because on top of the timing, most things are mixed up procedurally. I need a drink. Now.

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June 29, 2007 by Avy.

“I am the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and fries.”

- Stephen King.

So my job isn’t that hard but there’s a lot to do and it can be stressful juggling things around. Then you’ve got the “helpers” and people pushing “help” onto you that you don’t want and never asked for. Sure the job got done a half hour faster, but now my blood is boiling from being annoyed as hell for 1.5 hours. Seriously, shoot me. In the leg. Just so I can take a week off. I need a retreat. I need to be able to work from home. Why is that such a hard thing to have accepted? I can do a lot from home. But nooooooo. Bastids. Grrr.

In other news, it’s Marciano’s birthday so we’re doing Santucci’s for lunch today (special elite group) and Monday with everyone else.

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