Yup. I’m done.
Pissed off a co-worker because I couldn’t get him what he needed because I don’t know where it is. Why don’t I know where it is? Because no one will show me, they just tell me I don’t need to know or reply with, “I’ll get it for you.” God forbid I ever actually NEED this information in the future.
However, said co-worker didn’t want to hear any of this. WTFever.
Yeah, what the avatar said. Not ever found anything quite so close to the truth as that. This past week or so, I’ve given up on trying so hard. I bust my ass in everything I do and I get nowhere. I pretend to be happy and exuberant because it’s what’s expected of me. Does anyone care the toll it takes on me to put on such a show? Of course not. They just come down on me that much harder when I can’t put on my happy face any longer.
But I digress. I didn’t mean to get on a self-pity kick, I was just needing to vent about something I had no control over. I don’t understand why I’m always expected to have the answer to every single question. I really, honestly don’t. But I am. And it sucks because I get no bonus by having the answers and get nothing but heartache when I don’t. How fair is that?
I need a life. And I honestly wish I had someone to talk to. Poor Zan gets his ear bent entirely too often. He’s a good sport about it, but still. He can only take so much. And I love him too much to drive him away with my whining. LOL
Ah, well… such is life, right? I’ll get past it, I always do.
~A distraught and despondent Crazy Lady